in the frost – 8

We storm at other's stinginess, 
 their lives of privileged ease; 
How we be much better them 
 Had we the way, and means -- 

How easy those donations seem 
 when we don't have to give them; 
How simple, then, seem other's lives 
 when we don't have 

 to live them

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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