Richmen

Richmen

I was the richest man alive once
In wealth for seconds I once thrived
Then the treasure was given away
Another gift, another day

Risk and reward
A roulette wheel
A massive field of gold
Melted down in whole

Where the caution has left to
No questions of consequence
Only the decision
Do I fight uphill, or fly both ways?

It doesn’t matter
Clothes on my back
A gift of riches
A trove that was cracked

It has come and it has gone
What have I really gained?

I had my fun
That is what matters

I want and have nothing
Therefore I remain invincible

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