We all came into this world
With nothing from the Lord’s abode
Yet as we grow, in our hearts
The seeds of greed are sowed
Those first days of our life
When our mother’s arms did we trust
And empty handed indeed
Return to the Lord we must
Yet for money, wealth and pleasures
We do shamelessly crave
Not just for us or our children
But for generations, we want to save
We strive to grab and hoard
More than we ever would need
Never ending are our wants
Never ending, is our greed.
As our greatest possession
What we proudly claim
We still leave behind when we leave
They do not us great, proclaim
All this chase for wealth
When we are old we will find
Was for nothing, it was better
A Legacy we had built, to leave behind
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