Money To Men

All of you,

My slaves,

Are under my supremacy

And yet wrongly think,

I am your slave,

Since you keep me

In safes and secret places,

But I am your supreme Master,

I make you commit robberies,

I make you kill

Your closest companion,

Father, mother, brother............

I am your puppeteer

And you are all my puppets.....

I can drive you mad.

I can also cure you

Of your madness,

I can give you beautiful wives,

I can snatch them from you too,

No matter how handsome you are.

Except me, you are faithful to no one,

You toil hard day and night for me.

But very often,

I kick you like dogs

Out of my way,

And make you beggars,

And even when you are beggars,

I rule over your thoughts

Night and day,

In fact, every moment.