There’s grace in both life and death;
But if the latter is caused by someone
How could one slaughter a parent
How could one hurt oneself
Lazy is easy.
Insurance sometimes is a ticket to one’s own death.
Sad. Really sad.
There’s grace in both wealth and poverty.
Wealth, yes, it does brings money;
But what comes with it
Is either glory or sorry.
What makes poverty bad, is
When one immerses oneself
Thinking the treasure is at depth.
Let the rooms be empty.
Dusts wouldn’t mind lounging
See what you’re doing
to lost somebody.
you poor somebody.
Joe Black said:
“Debts and Taxes.”