Ben King's Verse/A Casual Observation

by Benjamin Franklin King

   Dar's nuffin' hyar but vanity
   An' riches an' insanity;
De dollah seems to be de people's god.
   Dar's a heap too many 'Scariots
   A-ridin' 'roun' in chariots,
While de po' man am a-carryin' de hod.

   Dar's too much haste an' hurryin',
   An' too much wealth at buryin',
An' dis hyar t'ing am gettin' worse and worse,
   Hit takes all ob de rakin's,
   De scrimpin's an' de scrapin's
To liquidate de 'spenses ob de hearse.

   Dar's heaps ob care an' worry;
   Ebberybody's in a hurry,
An' de few am growin' richer ebbery day;
   But de most of us must shovel
   For de children in de hovel
An' silently await de judgment day.