Empty Money Barrel
for Joan Miró

people in the night, peopling the night
didn’t go nearly mad for nothing

don’t go near mad
without touching the thing you fear
before running off, running away

you did touch
you were touched and were changed
not for a while, forever

streamlining ever since
to get through bars, into heaven
once the time's right

rich in faith, spiritual wealth
not rich like rich men
unable to pass through
needle’s eye on camel's back

wide awake, sun coming up
new day commencing

been praying to God for money
pray he arrives today with a barrel full
when he knocks, I'll get up


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
6:33 a.m. 20/08/07