Arise, yes stand up!
You are all accused!

And it’s serious, serious, serious
Until you die
And can breathe again.
Dead air to breathe again.

Yes, you are all accused
Of equating money with honor
And forgetting money is a vampire
Requiring fresh blood to stay alive;
A steady succulent supply to live.

But when your money
becomes your hopes
Nothing!
When your money
becomes your heaven
Nothing!
When your money
becomes your idol
Nothing!
When your money
becomes your law
Nothing!
When your money
becomes your faith
Nothing!
When your money
becomes your art
Nothing!
Nothing!
Nothing!

Nothing
Stands apart
From
Your money.
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