like a greedy monkey who won’t let go of a fistful of peas
all your deeds done for wealth hang around your neck
you live a useless life
without devotion – without friendship of saints – without worship
like a flower in the wilderness this fragrance no one enjoys
so you wander and you are cut down by death
all your wealth entangled you
all your lusts trapped you and pulled you down

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