Poetry Corner – Rich Dad, Poor Son

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Rich Dad, Poor Son

I have no assets to call my own
No car, no kids, no wife, no home
I don’t even own any liabilities
It means I only have the things I really need


Even though I wish I were rich like my dad
I wouldn't be independent, still never had
An idea that will one day shake the earth
I know it’s time for a change: to evolve; rebirth


I’m ready, God I’m ready, just give me a chance
If you let me, with the stars I can dance
I know I’m smart enough, I’m up for the bet
I have nothing to lose: no assets, no debt