He was always in white yet enveloped in
darkness
He was a blessing to his people yet the cause of
all their plight
Always getting richer and richer yet his people,
poorer and poorer
He is the pauper, what is money in his sight
He is a cushion for money, he slept on money
Money is like a river he swims in,money dived
deep into his heart
So he did what he had to do to get money, he
was innocent
He did it for his own greed yet for the benefit of
all
He owns billions of billions, he is poor
He gives with a clean open heart,he is filthy rich
Poverty, like a boat in the midst of a storm
Overshadowed his village
They were surviving from hand to mouth
Nobody was coming to their aid, nobody was
willing to help
So he had to make an alliance with the devil
With no risk involved,he made the deadly alliance
He made a sacrifice no man will dare,
An act of foolishness but bravery
He sold his man hood to his brotherhood,he is
not impotent
He is potent yet he knows no connection with
the opposite sex
He walks naked in the market square at mid
night,he is not shopping
Talking to nobody but himself, he is sane
He had bad intension, his intension was clean
He loved the wealth but he loved his people
His wealth was bloody but he never spilt any
blood
His acquisition of infinite wealth drowned his
village in poverty
That was the secret of the brotherhood
He never knew what he had gotten himself into
He only thought sacrificing a part of himself was
all
But more sacrifices was reacquired
He tried questioning his superiors in the
brotherhood
But he was stroke with blindness
He was later revived on another condition
He now fled to seek refuge,he was brave
Then he was visited by the spirit of madness
The love of money is the route of all evil
Hate him not,he is a hero
He saved his village from poverty
But the fate of his people hanged on his
shoulder
And now that he is exposed, their pillar is broken
But at least he has taught them something good
To stand up for themselves
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