It Can Happen To Anyone

Since money does not make one immune to the black moods of despair It can happen to anyone the pauper or billionaire The light of Happiness it's way cannot find Through the heavy clouds of the darkened mind So many people with heaps of assets and money have died At their own hands in the act of suicide They did not leave it to the Reaper of lives to set their time date For them their black moods of despair did become too great Sometimes our crosses in life can be heavy to bear The happy at all of the time people do seem quite rare The World is a sad place for those mentally down Who wants to be known as the sad sack of the town? Money from the black moods of despair none ever does save Many wealthy people have chosen their own early grave.