In the depths of man's heart, where secrets reside,
Lies the power of choice, where destinies coincide,
Decisions made each day, with utmost care,
Shape the tapestry of life, beyond compare.

To yearn for prosperity, a common desire,
But beware, for not all that glimmers is pure,
The heart, tainted by success's poisonous sting,
May lose sight of purity, the ultimate spring.

The devil of money, an illusion of freedom,
Seducing with its charm, like an siren in rhythm,
But in its grasp, we may find ourselves bound,
To false ideals, where true love may not be found.

Gift me the present, the essence of your being,
Presented by the jewel of your...