Two worlds one is yours and the other mine
I am not poor but you see you are only fine
Different are the eyes different are the mind
Different are the legs and different hand
You collect money I collect wisdom
You collect friend but I collect friendship
You look for fruits but I grow fruit-tree
You want to be rich but I am free
There is god for you but I see him everywhere
My gods are in slums but yours in temples
You become happy at the hunger of my gods
You chuckkle around the empty pots of my lords
In the empty stomach you make dine
You start to convert 5 into nine
Your would be the earth but
The world would be mine!
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