Rich Man Poor Man

A lot of folks think if you got a few dollars you got it made
They think that’s all there is
They don’t see everything that happened before that
They just see you right now, there’s more to it, a lot more…

They say a rich man, he aint got no problems
He’s got all he’s wanted, never has to borrow but he’ll never see tomorrow
If everydays the same he works so much he never leaves his office most days
They say a poor man, he’s got all the problems
Everything is borrowed and he’s gotta work tommorow 
But you’ll never see the sorrow or tears upon his face
He’s always got a family and a dream he’ll always chase
They say a rich man, a poor man, together they are one in the same
We got one full life and we better go live it like we’re livin like we’re dying today

I guess they gotta divide us so we get conquered and fall
But we could stand among each other and not bicker at all
Imagine that, imagine life without a system that’s against us
Designed to make us hate each other more than the resistance 
They mask up and they ask if we’ve finally had enough
We stand up to fight back and they turn the pressure up
An attack on independence if you choose to press your luck
So don’t be wise, believe the lies and you can have another cup
I’m askin why’s there’s upper class and lower class and middle
And why’s a credit score the answer to the social riddle
See rich or poor it aint no more different for the sides
We’re all inside this hamster wheel just fightin to survive
See I wake up the same as you and you the same as I
So why’s all this fightin for position in the line
We’ll finish all the same when the shovel hits the dirt
Cuz one thing God will never ask is what the fuck’s your net worth…

~Overtime & Demun Jones

Adam and I’ve been through it all. When we were first married, we had to count every single cent we made and spent. One day, Adam came home, and told me he put in his two weeks notice, at his job. He had decided to start his own business. To say I was terrified, would be the understatement of the century. I can’t pretend I was a shining example of a supportive wife, in those first days. Adam would listen to my fears and worries, but it didn’t slow him down. He had made a choice, and he intended to make it work. Well, he did. He was very successful. Within 6 years, he sold his company, and moved onto a new one. We did have a few tight years, immediately after he moved on, but things have been on the upswing again, in recent years. One thing that’s remained very consistent, is Adam’s work ethic. The man refuses to ever turn down any opportunity to make money. I wouldn’t be where I’m at now, if it weren’t for his hard work. I absolutely recognize that. Still, I miss him, when his work commitments grow beyond those that I’d prefer them to. I guess I’m selfish, for wishing for only the best parts of success. Along with every accomplishment, sacrifices have to be made. I know Adam loves his family. I never doubt that, one bit. Things will slow down again. I just have to be patient. I’ve worked hard to be a supportive wife to him. It isn’t fair, for me to complain to him about how hard he’s working toward things, for us. So, I do my best. I really try to, anyhow.

Last night, I sent Adam the post I’d written. He didn’t say anything, about it. He got home, just before 9:00pm. We took a shower, and I asked him if he’d read what I’d sent him? He told me, “Of course I did. I’m your biggest fan, baby.” He made love to me, and held me in his arms all through the night. I felt him kiss my forehead, when he got out of bed, at 5:00am, this morning. I’ve got a great husband, who gives me a beautiful life. I suppose that’s why I crave his time and attention, so much. ❤️