Insecure men hoarding their wares, jewels and money
at bank vaults, in safes, under lock and key as they are astute,
wary of jealous thieves taking away their chattels in lunacy.
Jealousy cannot touch the humble, the poor and the destitute.
Only have necessities and no shiny shimmering silver to surrender.
Their simple souls striving for a Godly life do they bare.
Envy has no embers to fire as they are wet with God's Thunder.
While the wealthy tug at rope of life to gain each others golden glare.