Like a poet hidden in the light of thought,
Coin, cash or gold, all monetary plot!
Souls cannot be bought, life is ever so short!
The rays of the sun, flares so bold,
Moonlight so dim, oh so cold,
Love is sublime, a journey untold,
Life's adventure, mysteries unfold!
Hell's the place, the heaven on earth
Life's disgrace, ever since birth,
For few this is true,
Nay! me thinks, never so blue!
Morning rays, shining light,
All sweet, all time, music chimes
Shades of the past buried in grave,
A future so gold now awaits!
