My Bar of Gold

I came here for riches, Spoiled with gold, But everyone wants a chance, So I reached where no one else goed, I came across a scorpion, A devilish way to go, With a point that came across just above it's head, So even to it it cannot know, It's injecting in defense but it's like attacking with its mind, Ask a scorpio if it knew when it crying, Anyways the spoils of war were in plain view, I wanted to know how to be an island too, The gold is to keep myself in charge, In an imaginary way like we say personality is large.