A Cheap Man’s Salvation lies between
His Mother and Daughter.
Alongside his Wife and the friendship of his Sister.
A man who does not give,
Does not know how much he takes,
By keeping what he holds,
Relentlessly chaining Release.
It’s fear that keeps this cheap man chained,
Of losing what he was fated
To be deprived of,
Creating an illusion with a severe cost,
Upon all who surround his salvation.
Beauty withers away in this
Cheap Centralization,
Costing more than he could keep,
Bound by his own Future of Fantasy,
He becomes a balance of piety and poverty.
His sons may rebel or concede,
To this fearful frugal fantasy,
But His daughters grow bound to be ugly,
In this expensive hypocrisy.
Mistaking the Rust of Iron for glittering gold,
He releases his freedom in his own fearful hold.
A Cheap Man’s Salvation when presented to the Gods,
Becomes too costly to be bought,
And sadly too cheap to be sold.