Sores, Dogs, and Crumbs

There once was a rich man,
who was all by his self.
He ate with others like him.
Though, he gave to no one else.
He made fun of other people,
and refused to give,
but knew others in high places,
and where they all lived.
As he was eating outside,
one day with his friends,
he saw a poor man,
eating crumbs from the rich man's bread.
The rich man,
looked down at the ground,
and saw him eating,
from the floor.
He paid him no attention,
and would not give more.
What was even worse,
was that the poor man was sick,
as the dogs came,
to lick his sores.
Because of his weakness,
and his bad health,
It was not long,
before the poor man had died.
He was not important,
to anyone.
No one mourned his death or cried.
It was not long after,
that the rich man passed.
Everyone knew his death,
but did not mind.
While the poor man spent,
eternity in Heaven,
the rich went to hades,
leaving his riches behind.
The rich man cried,
"It is so hot,
and it is only getting hotter.
Poor man who,
was eating my bread crumbs,
please give me,
a drop of water".
Someone finally answered,
"You deserve what you get.
Giving you water,
is not my job".
The man cried in anguish and regret.
and then began to sob.
This time no one,
came to him.
He cried, "Well let this be a sign,
to my other,
children to tell them,
not to be so unkind".
Still again, no one helped him.
No one seemed to mind.
"They have teachers,
to learn from,
and if they don't,
they will see you in time.