too poor too rich

Love money

Love the way it brings

The power game in the hands

The power of sadness and cruelty too

Once in the poor

The eyes glow the sight of money

It tells of the good life

It tells of headaches too

But the poor will not know

They think it is the paradise world

In their poor minds who really care?

“Give us the money!”

On the top of world

The wealth creations bring

The loneliness it brings

The bodyguards every step of the way

The rich will cry

Why don't we remain poor?

We can enjoy our freedom

Now look at us

We are scared in our sleep

We are scared of the kidnappers

We are scared even going out

We depend on our bodyguards

It isn't an easy way

Too poor too rich

The effects work will bring

When we go we have nothing!