Affluence Fights Influence

I check what I can handle, Try to be intense candle: Why? To burn brightly for light: All the time a welcome sight... I should men carry along, Now with common sense,soon song. Strive I to be The Humble, In found gloom letters mumble: Words that can't make one stumble Nor a held China tumble... Yet have I foes who grumble And when my speech starts crumble. It's like I had clinched sweet chance To make it past closed entrance... They have glimpsed my cistern Not any thing The Western: All of them Men of Affluence Who could cost Lucky Influence.