Life is what,
Without health and wealth?
There is no birth without health.
No normal growth without wealth.
Death, sometimes evoked by ill-health
Can only get aversion from wealth.
Wealth like a car in inertia
Can only stroll or run with fuel of health.
Health is the hearth of wealth.
Death consumes health then wealth.
Thoughts of wealth melt health.
Bouts of health, just breath of wealth.
Wealth in dearth, health in sheath.
Health and wealth…
The hyacinth of life.
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