When your cashflow never ever ebbs at all
When sexy women raise their top on sight
When health surges at every back and call
That’s when you walk on the brighter side
When all your critics are proven damn wrong
When fans are family, and not pestering fools
When for you that sacred chorus sings a song
That’s when you are above the envious hools
When mind and heart still live it, as if truly one
When neither doubt nor greed blind your mind
When you feel peace not torment and have fun
That’s when you know life dished it really kind
When you face death after a worthy and happy life
When even oblivion does no longer mean any doom
When you know paradise reunites you & your wife
That’s when you have lived life as one blessed boom
Raw flow instead of meters, crudest rhymes, and perhaps I even form it into simpleton doublets, so I can rightfully & formally call it a poem.
