Transformation

The skies were blue and the grasses Green

The man was white, his heart unclean

His face glittered like a midnight star

His heart blackened darker than tar

His pockets full of shining gold

His heart deprived of goodness but cold

He always thought about the wealth he earned 

Though at the cost the poor houses burnt

Then came a time when his fortune turned

Sitting bare head under the bright sun he burned

His heavy sins that he had learned 

Acted as a curse to his fortune earned

It was a day a lesson he learned

It was a day towards goodness he turned

Filled with goodness and purity 

There was a man rather a more handsome teen

Again came a time when his fortune turned 

Life was back to normal with the lesson he learned

The heart with goodness will lead to success 

Being unkind will always lead to less

The man was white his heart was turned

With the lesson of life that he had learned.