Fly your redemption rocket
Money or no money in your pocket
So long neither sorrow nor sin socket
Lead, lord over the bizarre bank account
In which hope and dream you count
Before you leap forth, climb your 2019 mount
To play your part and make a difference
If you pursue the intelligent input influence
In life's conference and common sense confluence
Where life dies, cries, flies depending on the choice
Made, decision taken and vivid voice
Promoted in favour or against generous Joyce
Your guardian angel
Meant to keep you away from the jungle jail
Where distraction and dissipation gel
Diminishing, extinguishing the good
Inherent in the message understood, misunderstood
When in a nasty night over you hovers mundane mood
With potentials to kill, peel, seal dreams
God holds for you in salutary streams
Only you can jettison into rejection reams
If blinkered eyes dominate
Churlish choices you nominate
As in green dollars fundamental factors you denominate.
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