Sunday, January 25, 2015

Discontent (Rich)

Discontent (Rich)

By May Kwek

Oh they say to be rich
Is indeed to have it all
Luxurious homes, a yacht or two
And money that piles up tall

But every where I tread
I must have bodyguards
In case some kidnappers
Seek to with my money part

Relations are strained
They want me to quickly die
So that during the funeral
They can take the money and pretend to cry

My children are spoiled
They have never known want
And because of this wealth
I can never say “can’t”

Then I hide in my business
It is something I can do
Or hide in wealth and splendor
I can do that too

And forget about my troubles
And all the arguments and strife
And for a moment
Say I have a happy life

Copyright © 2015 by May Kwek

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