How many times have I sailed by
the houses of the rich?
Never a light. It's funny.
As if they didn't exist,
only their property. Maybe these are their summer homes?
Probably. Or, maybe they're in there,
in the dark, surrounded by all they own.
And because their share
of the world's things
isn't fair, they're trapped.
They hear me passing
and wish that they could lose all their crap
and have what I have. Which is...?
Sailing past the houses of the rich.
Daniel Wolff is the author of Work Sonnets, You Send Me: the Life and Times of Sam Cooke and The Memphis Blues Again.