Nothing Comes Free

Nothing comes in free Not a single piece of bread In this cruel world without a Motive no one can be a your friend If you are lazy and dull You can't get a helping hand To the rich and successful Every one rush to make him friend If you rise from the dust Being rich and live grand You become inspiration to all And they like to make you a friend He has no place here Who looks for a magic wand That would give him wealth and Success and many faithful friends Doing hard work you write Your destiny with your hands The world feels proud of you and You remain surrounded by wise friends