Open your eyes and see,
wake-up and find yourself.
There’s so much that you can be
and so little time for wealth.

There’s someone who needs a friend,
there’s someone who’s by himself.
His life is nearing its end,
there’s no time at all for wealth.

For money and wealth you strive,
you work all day for yourself,
while others just want their lives.
There’s no time at all for wealth.

Lay down your tools, walk out!
Get out of your golden self!
There’s so great a need about
and so little time for wealth.

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                                                                                                                                (and some other assorted foolish verses)