Lots of credit cards
So many Cheque Books
In fame made pockets
Loaded with so-called notes;
Mr. Moneybags
In the crematorium…
Disturbance in social accord
Immortally;
In auriferous coffin
Ponderous not at all…
Counterfeit so-called acreage
Why try to rest in peace???
Lost were impoverished
Poor as a church mouse
Tugged life full of
Conflicts and endeavours;
Rules over so many brains even though…
Physically vanished into thin air
Embedded their jewel into millions of hearts…
Yes…Jewels of everlasting respect…
