A man in a hurry
He wants to make it
On the materialistic wealth
On the age he looks best
He runs along
Catching on his dreams
A life of richness
Once he was poor
The hungry of wealth
There is always a drawback
He loses sight of the roots
He forgets to build
The spiritual flame of his life
No doubt he thinks he makes it
The world he believes is his game
Stomp the foundation feel that it is safe
Else the whole thing will crumble
For a man in a hurry
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