Luxury is a condition of the single soul,
Your purchasing powers defy and enroll
Into schools and farms, the playing has eluded
The basic virtues we find expensive and selected.
Oppressive burden is controlled by the heads
And capitals, they shall imbibe the elixir in their beds.
To achieve is to be bliss of the hereafter,
Alleviating ills of this world, developer.
To subjugate by the sword leads us to tyranny,
Tyranny is worse than slaughter, than to accompany.
Agony may spoil, but heartily the emotions
Shall conquer the wealth imposed by notions.
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