Rich and Poor
I'd rather be rich in my head than rich in my pockets.
In order to be rich in my pockets i have to be rich in my head.
Thoughts of gold never selling my soul. My perception of the concept
That with a rich heart i'll go far. Nevertheless wearing my heart on my sleeve;
people please Ill never fall to my knees coping a plea. No hope is like a bum with
no soap. Eventually it'll lead to doing dirt poorly hurt. You cant afford no food
or new shoes, but the rich man with a rich heart,mind , and pocket can. Yeah
he's the man Like a Lydian. Without it your doubted its ruthless but never useless.
Use it right use it wise in life its a top possession prize. For rich or for poor
i'll always want more.
Copyright © Dwayne Williams | Year Posted 2017
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