Riches should be virtue
For a believer
It should be something worth to pursue
Like a pain reliever
Penury abides with the slothful
Not with the faithful
Poverty comes to the sleeper
Not to the tiller
A wise man is rich
Sweet like the fruit Of peach
A believer is wealthy
And he is hale and healthy
Poverty are not for believers
But if we do not understand
We would need a deliverer
To deliver us from our low standards
A believer is full of substances
Ready to be unlocked
With much perseverance
It will blossom like a gun cocked
Labour to be blessed
Live to be blessed
Give to be blessed
And you'll be called blessed
