Many a rich man has pondered,
what it is to be truly human,
many a poor man has wandered,
in hopes of becoming a new man.
In each you find the other,
both below both above,
like a child and a mother,
yet neither of which finds love.
They are both unique,
and both are the same,
but may never speak,
or learn the others name.
They seek the same,
yet different they feel,
with wild questions to tame,
they both seek to be real....
Jason Reid
