My golden kingdom for a tasty hamburger (with onions).
Day by day, the king reigns, gives instructions and disposes whatever he may feel. - "I decide and propose what I want and fancy to, only my will shall prevail"- said the arrogant sovereign. No matter how but he's ended being high above, not in vain he's got the "Golden Touch". Today: - "it's your turn ... now I want to make you ... of gold". My hands make treasures, I may be the happiest of all people. My thoughts of soul are full of glittering and my hands shine wherever or whoever I want to choose. Again, I decide and dispose and gladly arrange. Now you, then tomorrow it's not going to be you ... you do not, perhaps the other does, or Ms so-and-so does not... Only I know. and I'm above simple mortals, simple and lambed people. However, in the end, not everything that shines is good, "not at all healthy", nor do we have our souls as clean as one had thought. Greed, great arrogance, a great amount of pride that do not let us see the landscape, don't forget selfishness, inflexibility ... finally corrupt the soul, leave people without any heart.
I prefer to be simple, eating a simple hamburger.
I do not want to have "the Golden Touch", I give it to whoever wants it and to whom their arrogance and greed and their ego, make them wish to possess it, above all... to those who desire to be "made of gold".