Oh people from the ups and downs,
These are just places of us all,
We live as one with mutual care,
Can money power blind us dwell,
A lost soul saved at will,
Could it stand again still,
Born with spirit and blood,
Seeked the same called life and love,
Caught in trance of eternal bliss,
Saved by few as pity fills,
To thank a few is not at all,
To roll for others might be a call,
Love is not worth life,
But life is worth to have love,
Was I pure to have love at her,
Why did it fail as soon as it spur,
Build beauties is not my game,
Did I feel for lust and chill,
Hope to find tranquility again.

Moving poem .