Power to make money
Is the act of Satan.
If one's love
Is to extract money
Is it true love!
I know not
What you think
About money
I think money is
Not honey
Money is funny
Money is not mine.
Money is most dangerous
It has not eye no ear
No heart no chart
But without money
You will not find any
As your friend kith and kin
Wife is first who make you clean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True realization about money. Thanks.