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WAS THAT HIS AIM?

WAS THAT HIS AIM?
He did not care for wealth or gold
but did not find a thing around
that could bring him on his sad face
a happy look, a taste of peace.

He started gathering not convinced,
but money could uphold his crest.
It got his pleasure and his aim
as it conferred on him a name.

So big was his house and quite full
of best furniture that was cool,
but when he died his house was closed
with none to weep for who reposed.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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