A rich man lived in luxury
In all the finest clothes
A poor man on his doorstep
Wore nothing on his toes.
Lazarus the poor man
Lived with horrid sores
Looking at the rich mans food
From all the way outdoors.
He longed to eat just one bite
To calm his hunger down
Dogs would come and lick his sores
And he would sigh and frown.
One day Lazarus just died
And angels carried him
The rich man then died also
But went to some place grim.
The rich man soon saw Abraham
With Lazarus in his arms
“Have mercy on me Abraham!”
He then turned on his charms.
“send Lazarus to cool my tongue
I am in so much pain!”
The rich man was so selfish
And really very vain.
“My child do you remember
The good things in your life?
Abraham reminded him
Of Lazarus’ pain and strife.
“There is a great big pit
That lies between us now
There is no way to cross it
There’s No way and no how”.
The rich man cried in anguish
“My five brothers need to know!
Lazarus can warn them
Please just let him go!”
“They have the law of Moses”
Abraham replied
The rich man shouted back to him
“Send someone who has died”.
“If someone soon came back to life
My brothers would all see
And they would never join me
They’d forever live happily!”
Abraham looked at the rich man
And he said so clear
“If they don’t listen to Moses
I’m afraid they will never hear”.
If anyone came back to life
Your brothers wouldn’t change
They have the law and prophets
Their lives haven’t rearranged.
