Since More Is Given To Me

i just realized that
since more is given to me
talents, money,
luck, honor,
i must give more
since more shall be demanded

this is the law of charity
that i must confess
(some say that this is
pure conceit, i say
nothing except to
accept this truth)

I am still lucky
for God has not yet asked
me to surrender
everything that he has
entrusted.

I am but a steward of
this fortune,
Everything simply passes
through me
like a bank teller.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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