I know it's not music, but some of you might enjoy this:
Poor Man, Rich Man, Free Man
On the edge of the world sat a poor man,
His heart and his soul in his hand;
His soul was as black as a night bird,
his poor heart had crumbled to sand.
His mourning eyes took to the skyline,
the evening sun shook as he spake:
"But a bag full of gold can now save me-
Life and Love both I forsake!"
On the peak of the earth stood a rich man,
The finest of silks was his gown,
But…