Walk the rich mans way……
Rises from the depths of his heart a plea
Beseeching to the merciful heavens, to grant him riches,
To let him live…to be comfortably free
He labours endlessly all through the day and night
Yet naught to show for,
A lean purse and not a sense of security
Dancing upon the shimmering waters of wisdom, a master appears
Showing the weary labourer a way
A path wherein the Goddess of wealth favours
To the man who desireth gold, she will pay
Riches in abundance
