29/06/2011

Natures Way
If the fool, dined at no 10 and our bank's were brimming with gold; yet we were surrounded by failing nations; how little our wisdom and money might be worth.
So perhaps like all life that of money must be allowed a proper death before the new 's reborn.
Maybe though, when the fool followed the King the play of nature had it's storm's upon the throne and people heaved
like tree of forest's and their belly's shouted upon the nation.
If it is the soul we feed and money's turn is but a day. Then man will sing upon his hill with all around and he shall celebrate the death of money; but while on earth his mortal walk can not endure such thought's and want. The children first and then the wife's; last of all the master and his hound and cat.