pocket full of money is not a pocket full of honey

there is a man in the city..a man with a pocket full of money..he buy butter he buy honey..he feel the sweet,the bitter,the fun but its seems empty..the joy drain like rain,goes like ghost..a pocket full of money..but its seems empty..
there is a man down this valley..rich with scars but lack of money..he love to smile but the stomach is empty..believe me,its empty..drain drop through the hair,trying to fence but it gone in the air..pity man of sorrow..
a man with pocket full of money yet empty,and a man rich of smile but lack of money..when the money failed to make u happy..try make others happy..n see what a happy man u can be..