Based on Psalm 49, this poem focuses on the fact that no man can prolong his life or the life of another by wealth, power, or prestige.

Hear this, you people—listen, all the world:
Who trusts in wealth cannot his life redeem.
Though while he live, he bless his merry heart,
The time will come, alike for wise and fool,
To go where he can carry naught away;
There he shall lie, and death shall feed on him.

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Incremental Poetry ~ 75 Lines — Dark Side of the Moon