It is just it, not even their money can solve their problems
When they marry today and divorce tomorrow,
Marry a day after divorce the following day.
Not even their money can make them happy.
When they lack the true meaning of love,
When their love changes like the climate,
And they say I have stopped loving.
With their money that makes them arrogant
Boastful, they do not really know the true meaning of Ubuntu
With their fancy sport cars going around fooling young girls
To fulfill their lust yet their leave young talents broken
From bar to bar, club to club every day, every night, no Sunday
Bottles of liquor cost more than their house bills
They cannot really differentiate between fun and happiness
They dance with girls while their wives are lonely at home
No matter how hard they try, they will never be happy
Happiness comes with satisfaction.
If their wives cannot satisfy them, can the money close the gap?
The money can buy them fun but not satisfaction and happiness
But we cannot blame them
It is the world they are living in
God please forgive.
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