When you are rich...you will pretend money hasn't changed you
When you are poor...you are making some changes
When you are rich...you might forget where you came from
When you are poor ... you might forget where you are going
When you are rich...your children get something for nothing
When you are poor....your children want something for nothing
When you are rich.... there are no exceptions or rules you must succeed
When you are poor.... if you succeed you are an exception to the rules
When you are poor...if you commit a crime it's sorrily expected because you are poor
When you are rich...if you commit a crime you expect to be asked if you are sorry for acting so poorly
When you are poor ... where there is a will there is a relative way
When you rich... where there is a will there is a wayward relative
When you are poor ... if you ask for money it is called begging
When you are rich ... when you ask for money it is called fundraising
When you are poor ... you will aspire to be imitated
When you are rich ... you will imitate those that inspire you
When you are poor ... it's about the quantity you get for your dollar
When you are rich ... it's abour the quality you get for your dollar
When you are poor ... art is an expression of your lack of money
When you are rich ... art is an investment of your abundance of money
When you are poor ... you will need to actualize your imagination in order to succeed in this world
When you are rich ... you will need to actually share in order for this world to succeed
When you are poor .... you may have observed life to it's fullest degrees
When you are rich .... you may have a degree in life's observations
When you are poor ... you will complain about how taxes are spent
When you are rich .... you will complain about how you spend taxes
When you are poor you can still lead a rich life....when you are rich you can still lead a poor life
Joey
I think I love love too much
In all all is well
Just waiting to hear his voice
And take in his smell
True
It is what it is
The truth never dies
Never die the truth
Martin Luther King Day
Long live the king
For each a dream he brings
Long live the king
For him a bell shall ring
Nice
I dream of love
Blue skys
I dream of trust
Nice eyes
I dream of you
All day
I dream of you
To stay
I dream of lust
Nice lies
I dream of falling
In love again
I dream of hearts
It’s such a strain
Would you
Would you go to a
Bald barber
Dentist with no teeth
Anorexic chef
Runner with no feet
Dancer with no rhythm
Baker with no nose
King with no kinsmen
Artist with no shows
For You
Filling in the blanks
Covering up the spaces
Chilling on the maps
Looking at the faces
Thinking of my love
Forbidden in some places
Thinking of my love
Fighting all the cases
From Above
In his arms again
Makes me feel warm inside
Sometimes we fight
And it makes me hide
I know it’s love
Because he is sent from above
I know it’s love
Because he’s sent from above
In his arms again
I feel calm inside
I want his love
Because he’s sent from above
Sometimes we cry
And I want to say bye
But I feel his love
Because he’s sent from above
I feel his love
Because he’s sent from above
Yours
I can be yours
I can be
I can be yours
And make it fate
I can be yours
I can be
I can be yours
It’s not to late
Trapped in this world it’s toture
Seeing all the violence and hate
So I will be yours
I will be
Brought in your life
To be your mate
