What Do I Own Poem by Randy McClave

What Do I Own



Do I own my home or even my car?
I wonder what in this world what I truly own so far;
I know that if I don't pay the government a lucrative tax
They will take away all that I own, so how can I ever relax.
Now I wonder when I die, and to my eternal reward I am sent,
Will I find out only then, I never owned my soul, it was just for rent.

So, what do I own? Is that up to the government and God,
Or am I being tricked, and this scheme of ownership just a fraud?
I will always pay my taxes and I will always say my prayers
I want what is mine to always be mine! And, not ever to be theirs.
Now for ownership I will pay taxes, and for passage I will pay a Toll,
I want to always to keep my house, and also my eternal soul.

Randy L. McClave

Thursday, January 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Tax
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Randy McClave

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Ashland, Kentucky
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