They have all they want <br />But lack, Content <br />ion <br />Like a crab timer. <br />Thinking of the Night-Marauders <br />Then they develop heart attack; <br />Fortune might fail <br />To smile on them. <br />Woe might befall them <br />Rich ones, <br />Eating the goodies of the life <br />Which in wise comes with doom <br />It has its own Damn. <br /> <br />Rich one marries of the Beauty <br />Descendant of some mystic. <br />But they don't last with 'em <br />Perfects are no ones' women <br />And then it comes to dead end <br />End up with someone else <br />Now they run, <br />Heather sketter. <br />Their life is shortened by stress <br />Rich buy friends with riches <br />Not save with the public <br />Curse how they make money <br />But wouldn't want to scavange <br /> <br />Rich ones <br />Poor rich ones<br /><br />Prince Korede Abiodun<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/curses-of-the-rich/
