Unconcerned with profits
From a thousand hours worked
Not afraid to pay my taxes
But I must always pay me first
Would you like me to show you
how to find the way
to ultimate salvation
while getting yourself paid?
Take a minute to reflect
On the lessons you will learn
Consider this a favor
That you never will return
Hold on to your silver
Your quantities of gold
Let me let you in on the secret
Before we get too old
These fantastic visions
Of riches and success
Are the only few credits
This lonely man has left
I leave it up to you
And your conscientious way
To level all the mountains
And suffocate the waves
So leave the world asunder
No battle left unfought
Just leave my pile to me
To you the bounty you have sought
Nor shall you inherit the earth
Says the meager to the meek
Do nothing more than work
Do nothing less than speak
Do only that which is correct
Lest we foil ourselves again
Reducing productivity
By a factor of nine or ten