When you speak, but single words

Does it travel to far places?

When you hollar are you heard

Do you change but any faces?

When you hardly lift a finger

Is it worth the world to some?

Or when you work and never linger

You can’t bring smiles to anyone?

When you cry your tears streams

To wash the hearts of many folks?

Or are they just the empty products

Of your own poor worth less jokes

Is your life still full of searching

Are you content with what you got

Is your lot just worth a little

Or is your little worth a lot