Give until it hurts

I relinquish my vittles To the point where my blood secretes From my screaming pores "It hurts "they yell So I give until it hurts some more The reason to delve into generous endeavors Is selfless like a family Christmas Whining mouths shout out "Gimme, gimme" So I give until it hurts once more Saving for oneself Is so loathsome The hoarding so unwholesome Like an itchy red rash Dappled in acidic lotion I'll take no potion To be free of self Well I pray to the alpha and the Omega My God is never placed on the shelf I've been swindled Into storing up more than a little To become rich and wide in the middle The more I have The more I suffer But I still give until it hurts me more There's a schism Between my hand and my pocket So I tote a chain Attached to a Locket Which I then pawned For a couple of dollars That's why she hollered "Stop it! Stop it! That's my locket! " I was shocked To be so blatantly caught I wanted more and I unfortunately got it Instead of just giving until it hurt me more The chasm between My mind and my heart Tells me to fill within My innermost parts A gift to The giver No matter how insatiable Our stomachs are It can't be that far Heaven on Earth When I give until it hurts me more