Money

The rich, they say they need money to fulfill their dreams,
They want to be happy, no matter what,
All material in the world, needs connections.
Tied to each other,
The world built on the ceiling,
Composed of overlapping,
Where the elbow should feel the elbow,
Back to back, because everyone wants to believe,
That he is not alone in this world,
In this war, and who else is on his side.
For everyone who dislikes the soul of a man,
Who argues that the person is shallow and miserable,
Does not even know what's going on
At the person now on a shower.
Prohibit communication with coreligionists,
Ban gatherings of people,
So that they could not talk about the pain of the soul with God,
About what is happening in their hearts.
The rich, worshiped the golden calf,
His parish was prepared with their "good" deeds,
To come, he caught God's people one by one,
He took their soul, and they became money slaves forever ...
The devil is cunning when he says that stones will become bread,
When he says that happiness can be bought,
They did not become happy, those who became rich,
They became the happiness of another's thieves,
They became the lives of the innocent by executioners.
True love is not to buy,
Mary could love, when Yeshua fell in love with her,
And all the rest in it rushed money,
And she realized in love without money there is nothing wrong,
And all the others understood that if she could,
We can and we understand how much earlier they lived ***.
I can not buy health,
How many do not run to the doctors,
Kill your nerves anyway,
Tightened and spent on trifles,
In an attempt to restore,
Always a beautiful, eternal body,
Poisoned you the soul whisper of a snake,
The soul, though immortal,
But in the paws now she is with Lucifer.
Nothing tangible under the moon forever,
You will be confirmed by this ruin, when the fallen Rome.
Happiness in money, rich fools you claimed,
They are messengers of the devil,
By his stupidity, the gates of hell were opened to him,
From those who believe in God, they cleared the way for him,
So that everyone could bow to the golden calf,
And to say goodbye to my soul forever.


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