True Contentment,
I had a faith secure as any bank.
I saw the rich guy gloat, a pig in muck.
I want that life. I want his happy luck.
My faith, it took a dive and truly sank.
I want his clothes, his house all neat and chic.
“Blow you” he says. He does not care a dot.
> Cos All is well with him . He’s got the lot.
Fun mates, free thought and scorn, all that I seek.
I’ve tried so hard to be so very good,
Despair and failure drove me to my knees.
God told me truth is not in these
The careless fail to find the bliss they would.
Now with my God I have a true contentment,
To live with him and not with false resentment,
Peter M. Grinham 27th June 2022
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