Who are you?

When everything is stripped away,

When you lose what was gold,

Who are you?


Beauty comes, beauty fades away

Like a beautiful rose

Today it stands in its glory,

Tomorrow it hangs in shame


Money can’t buy happiness,

Investment going wrong,

Bad business decisions and bankruptcy,

We soon buy despair


Most precious things,

Are those we can’t see

Love, truth, hope, courage

For when all things are gone,

These remain.



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