Someone Is For You
The world is full of distress,
No one is your own in this world,
Everyone would flatter you,
If you have crowns to pay.
If you be a prodigal,
Bountiful they will call you.
By those flattery they will please you by saying;
Pity but you were a king.
At last, when your crowns would be scant;
Everyone will leave your company.
You will suffer a lot,
When you are in sufficient need.
You should trust someone,
Who may be your friend;
In mental or physical suffering,
Who may help you when you need.
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