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Greedy and Jealousy

GREEDY AND JEALOUSY

The haves and the have not, they all stand at equal pulverized
Stretching their hands for arms giving, yes we are all vulnerable and vagabonds
Having money is valueless in the absence of helping hand, skills and ability
Maybe, maybe not–I need you and you want me is the root of jealous and greedy
Needs and wants do not drink from the same cup-if you need me then I need you
Dig deeper and read between the lines you will see the thin blue and red lines
Blue you want my skill-red you don’t want me, your greedy causes you to abuse me
Greedy from the rich-Jealous from the poor, all at the foot of the cross

Avaricious speaks up and boast, all is in palm of my hands 
Equality is the blindfold for the naïve; If I have the money then I have the power
You cannot fit into my shoes neither eat from my plate, get what I offer or die
This is animal farm, I the lion still rule-no corruption just connection in my world
The food is mine, let just use your spoon, and you will be also feed from left overs
The power to hire and fire is in my pocket, please my egos maybe you will be safe
Even if humility causes you humiliation, you are obligated to be humble at all times 
Faith is for the weak, visit my palace and witness words turn into money
Greedy from the rich-Jealous from the poor, all at the foot of death

Jealousy often originate out of lack, give me enough that I may not steal
Come walk in shoes, being feed from crapes falling from the rich man’s table
I wish I had all they have and wish they had my strength and skill, beauty of inequality
Sorrow in my inner soul, so drifted from the beds of the sea, drowning in my envy
Okay you have the food and I have the spoon, maybe I should turn my spoon into a knife
Mr. rich man, we are all walking in the shadows of reality, jealousy and greedy are just results
Do not take my meekness as weakness; neither should you turn my humility into humiliation
Greedy from the rich-Jealous from the poor, foot of birth and death is equal

We are all equal, Greedy and Jealousy are like twins, just depend who saw the sun first
We all need each other just as the succor field needs players, without each other there is no game. So never let you greedy take you swallow you neither you jealousy mislead you.

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