Sonnet: Share Your Excess

What for some people, wealth in haste amass? What for some nations arms always accrue? What for some persons sins commit, Alas! They know that punishments are surely due. Can not one change his attitudes for good? Though old, some people's nature stays callow; How much a stomach holds tho' dainty food? Avarice to eat, you don't you allow. Let excess things never remain with you, The excess can be shared with all 'have-nots', Your body serves others when you're dead too, The 'haves' can change their poor fellowmen's lots. Excess of wheat in granaries gets stale; Use it to feed the starved ones to inhale.