Poor Billionaire Poem by Martin Greyford

Once upon a time
There was a man in a certain town
Not so long ago
A year or two.

He was the richest in the family
But before that the family
Was engulfs in total poverty,
From their ancestors to this generation

Nothing worked for them.
They were all rotting in poverty,
Even the poor people called them poor.
A single meal on a day engulfment at times nothing.

Then a breakthrough came
One of the children started working
He bought an apartment for himself
And started squandering the money.

Every day was more like a weekend to him.
Three girls in one night or more at times.
He fell in love with one of the girls
And paid rent for the whole year

For her and her family.
He was enjoying life to the fullest.
Didn't even look back to see
The trails where he's coming from.

The lady tried to take him
To his family but gave excuses
Just kept on saying
They are good people you will love them.

He was a celebrity
To the lady's family
They loved him because of the money
A billionaire he became to be.

One day he received a call
From his sister that his nephew died
While selling sweets on the streets.
He was hit by a car.

He was angry at himself
And then realized how poor he was
In spite having all the money's
He was a poor billionaire.