"Thy faith hath made thee whole";
Now, money maketh all
"Put new wine into new bottles";
Put new thought into newborn minds!
Man boasts, he could land on moon,
But could he, as on land, walk on?
Coin is minted round to roll
From hand to hand, that's its role.
Confinement is bondage,
Even in golden cage!
Someone's mistake of yesterday
Might be social rite of today.
Poverty cannot be alleviated
By preaching philosophy concentrated!
When thy begging bowl is full and flowing over,
You will feel, you are the God, reigning world over!
All of us work for and hope
But only few reach the top!
Man is slave of circumstances
Created by his circumstandees*
(* Don't look for this word in a Dictionary, for it is
coined).