Author Paul Laurence Dunbar The poor man went to the rich man's doors, 'I come as Lazarus came,' he said. The rich man turned with humble head,-- 'I will send my dogs to lick your sores!' Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments