With aims so many
You become a billionaire penny by penny
Running after money and fame
Thinking it was a nought but a game
But reality was brutal
And wounds, fatal
You lost the desire
And vanished the fire
To achieve more
And you finally realized, there was no cure
But you didn’t lose it for sure
As you came back with mind and heart pure
To win the battle
And prove your mettle
Finally you won
And there rose the sun
To ensure you had fun
Don’t mind, but it was a pun…
You become a billionaire penny by penny
Running after money and fame
Thinking it was a nought but a game
But reality was brutal
And wounds, fatal
You lost the desire
And vanished the fire
To achieve more
And you finally realized, there was no cure
But you didn’t lose it for sure
As you came back with mind and heart pure
To win the battle
And prove your mettle
Finally you won
And there rose the sun
To ensure you had fun
Don’t mind, but it was a pun…