1/31/11

Some people think the cars we may obtain,

Define our value and our dignity,

A sense of status, I once deemed insane.

But now, I’m less inclined to disagree.

A man rode by today and changed my mind,

On viewing a display of his effects.

Such vehicles in his procession line!

Each one commanding reverence and respect.

They all paraded by, so I could see,

The number which this fellow had amassed.

His friends all driving in their finery.

His greatest wealth assembled when he passed.

Indeed, in death, the worth of who we are,

Is counted in the number of our cars.