Everyone per se is a money buyer Without money no survival Some buy money Selling their talent Some by creative intelligence Some by manual labour Some by physical skills Some by running businesses Some by running industries Some by horse trading Some by cheating Some by beating There are myriad ways of buying money Most efficient being a political leader Least tiring being a beggar Beggars don't accept in kind They need money in hand After all they need to buy a bottle They can't ask for it in the open For buying money You have to put some effort as a price Hard work to begging Everyone per se is a money buyer It's just a satire!
Nations writhe in horror before them; every face turns pale. They charge like mighty men; they scale the walls like men of war. Each one marches in formation, not swerving from the course. They do not jostle one another; each proceeds in his path. They burst through the defenses, never breaking ranks. They storm the city; they run along the wall; they climb into houses, entering through windows like thieves.
Took a break from work, Decide to write a poem And I thought of you... In blankets, LOoking for a song,
You're living in a fascinating world Where the languages are different But the people are selfish and Lost at sea Torn apart at the seams
The poem's page is torn into pieces The message is still on the phone As a text I have 12 minutes Before I take you to pieces Look at your ashes They all burn to seamless Floating on the breeze Dusty windows at the yellow dawn Of green day Of ******'s release
"Be a man," keep them out noisy Irishmen break the fight with Italian stilettos from the shop of the British. Irishmen you'll be done when we’re done with ya. But stay in your country.