When the time comes
To close my eyes on all this squalor,
What will I have done?
What will I have seen?
Very little in the history of man I reckon.
But then those who come to the fore
Wish to be noticed.
I wish not for fame or fortune,
I wish only to live,laugh and love.
Surely with a heart full of passion,
Eyes to see the sky above
And hands with which to write
Am I not the wealthiest man alive?