Selfish Concerns

I wrote this shortly after my November trauma...try to explain it in the comments section if you like:

Selfish concerns, money filled urns

Keep life simple, grasped, close

Keep life from ones who need it most

Play it safe; abandon faith

Tuck in my heart to avoid the strafe

Selfish concerns, money filled urns

Life is to share not bury in haste

When all is lost, where is treasure?

Lost forever

Lost forever

Selfish concerns, money filled urns

Rusted tracks littered with dreams that burned

Lined faces, withered brows

Closing veins, permanent scowls

Think of the day that you adjourn

What’s etched on your shackles when you take your turn

Release your spurn and get many returns

Or stand alone….with selfish concerns and money filled urns