Rise And Fall Of Wealthy Minds Poem by Darrick wiggins

I take a look of myself;
as I see myself in the mirror;
i ask myself a question;
Do I see wealth;
or a person who is superior or inferior;

Can I get your opinion;
ohh what do I have to do;
to recieve wealth;
will I get the same respect;
if I have millions;

or will I get the same respect;
if I were poor like you;
wait! ! ! Is it my mind that have to be check;
for oppression and depression;

Dear lord can I breathe;
to scream out my confession;
to recieve your blessings;
i rather live healthy;
instead of dying wealthy.