Many become wealthier than before
Have owned much yet aspire for more
Can acquire those things money can buy
Still continue to search and dare to vie
Self-indulgence may not be bad
As long it shall not make us mad
But gives the joy that it generates
For the heart to live without hates
Material things are but limited edition
Offer passing delight slays the emotion
Becoming wearisome zooming to loneliness
Turning a man wanting love and happiness
Love inspires our feelings when weary
Love also enlightens our mind when dreary
Love brings the pleasure to our activities
Because love is an elixir to our insecurities
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I would like to translate this poem
You got something there Marvin. I don't know what but, it's something.10