– after Kabir
But that it robs you of who you are,
What can be said about money?
Inconceivable, life without it
And dismal to live for,
Money lessens you.
Pay a wealthy man, there is
Much to gain; pay a poor one,
All you get is Thanks.
Kick at a half-empty deposit box, and it
Rings like a temple bell; strike a full one,
Says the Beloved, and only silence answers back.