Wealth Appeal
Yes, silver and gold appeal,
and riches seem real.
But they really don’t heal.
Wealth you can’t appease,
when it starts to tease,
killing with smooth ease.
Striking at your heel,
old wounds it will peel.
Till you humbly kneel.
Wealth and riches you can use.
Vice-versa, it’s misuse,
Which triggers death’s fuse.
and riches seem real.
But they really don’t heal.
Wealth you can’t appease,
when it starts to tease,
killing with smooth ease.
Striking at your heel,
old wounds it will peel.
Till you humbly kneel.
Wealth and riches you can use.
Vice-versa, it’s misuse,
Which triggers death’s fuse.
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