It is the main artery of life
It pampers you in all sites
Handsome in eyes of your wife
Among friends become bright
You will brim all you needs
In mid hell you'd buy ice
Welcome friends greet and feed
Relationships would be nice
Keep resources do not waste
Earn the money by your sweat
High dignity is your best
Your soul enjoys a holy rest
Capitalists are like whales
They eat all dry and green
They complain always wail
On false reasons they do lean
Remember you'll be dying
What would you do after going?
Open your hand to human being
Round your mind break the ring
Man has greed in his blood
To make money sells his God
But a few are not mad
In this world they are glad.
4-29-2014
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