1 million, 10 million and 1 billion,
I have none,
It's everybody's mission
To dream of owning a bullion.
Money, money, More money!
They all scream;
To the land of the abundant over-flowing milk and honey
It is certainly everybody's dream.
They will stab,
They will kill;
They will even eat crap
While their lives go descending downhill.
A million I have not,
I am not even a big-shot;
I have never struck the jackpot,
And the abundant thing that I have in the kitchen is the shallot!
But I am rich,
And I am certainly not bewitched,
This is definitely not a glitch,
And no, I did not knock my head in the ditch.
I have wealth,
Though I definitely do not own health,
But yet I am rich,
You too can be once you flip on the switch.
A never-ending-learning mind,
A willingness to make one-hundred mistakes,
One that does not mind the grind,
At times, for years all you do is flipping the pancakes.
A million stories to be told,
From all that you have experienced in life,
All of your days and night are a freehold,
You will definitely cease to strife.
Unlock the vault in your heart,
With peace, joy, love and laughter
Midnights of sadness with definitely part,
Never again will you be the beggar.
I am Rich.
