I have seen a man valor in the wealth of the world, squander in the affairs of riches, adored in the beauty of the mighty, drank from the pull of flowing currency such that lack could only happen in far away jungles of his imagination for he could not comprehend it.
He was true and skillful in his business dealings,a few fraud here and there sometimes though, he understood the merchandise of pure dealings. He was known and sought for by the great and known of his kind.
Hmm, whoever thought the man could fall down to nothing must have had to be joker himself. But the man became drunk in his lavishness and got soiled in his dealings for he began to mismanage and thought it to himself that he could never lack again and so he decided to halt investment of his assets.
Today he is one of the men on the streets with rag as clothing and waste for food,and a plastic in front with nothing but peanut and a large "I TRIED"written on a board beside him.
What could have gone wrong? Everyone who knew him wondered.
What do you think could have happened to the man? In your own way,what could have caused his fall? Tell your own story of him in the comment box below.
