A Penniless Exodus

What is its true worth?
How deep a soul?
How valiant a man destined for the grave?
Where would his honour lie?
True happiness?
Look into the soul, it’s not in the bank balance

Bred within, its value! Its value
You must obtain
It must flow, that is success?

False morals, imperial imprint
Control the flow, contain, control
Privileged with time

When I die, I will rot, poor in orders
Rich in love
Rich in hate
Rich in wisdom
A Penniless exodus

A gradual decline in personal greed
A steady increase in resolute will

Lack of morality, our society fuelled by greed
A world of people blinded by a most singular disease