Rich And Poor Poem by Katerina Yanchuk

When you get all the money in the world
You'll find your life is nothing
Without the one you loved
You will be crying, madly laughing,
But it won't change the fact
That you are a lonely wack.

The sun will shine above your head
And hands will hold a lot of money
But you will feel so truly bad
Without your sweetheart honey.

The Greed became your only friend,
You're blinded by the Pride,
And you got lost in your own land
The darkness is your bride

You sold your soul too many times,
Prefered a brilliant cage to freedom
Your little children are your crimes,
You never learn some wisdom

So close your eyes, remember days
With battered dollar power
When you had love, respect, embrace
From tender, precious flower

She still believes in you, Oh Man!
And prays for your well-being,
But you will never get again
That sweetest, priceless feeling.