What is the human desire
For it wants what it can not have?
A rich king wants nothing but, but the life of a poor man
Why you wonder
Why you cry
The rich king is bottled up all inside
While the poor experiences all life
Also is the trouble of money, how much of it you crave
The poor man has to worry not, for he has not a lot
Always wondering, always predicting is the poor and
While the rich man can hire 1,000’s to recite his future perfectly
He loses the element of hope and faith
Soon all money will cease to exist
No matter how powerful one can be they will always fall down
The poor man will laugh and shake at the once rich cowering in fear
For the poor has dealt with misfortune like any other day
The rich with his velvet capes and darling roses
Will try to come back on top, get the people’s hope
But how can a man be rich, if he need not understand his people?
The poor will later become rich, having seen everyone’s life
He will be a fair king and will rejoice to everyone's delight
The rich king, the poor lad
Now lay outside, watching, listening to the way of the people’s life
