Judge me by your standard
and harvest the futility of your wisdom
see me through your eyes
and discover the blindness of opaque visions
count me with your abacus
and wonder why are thousand beads not enough
now see in your trading places
priceless icons becomes too hot to handle or batter
the iconic gem will retain its lustre
even in dirtiest of palms  diamonds are unrelated to ambergris
it is emblazoned in testament of ages
iron can cut iron but in the surety of the gods man pass man pass man