It was a Midas touch at first
Midas touched the dust first
That Midas touch
Turned that dust into diamonds
That stone into silver
That sand into gold
That Midas touch
That was many prospering years ago!
II
As they held the fort
Inside the Fort
Many threw their all into the mill
Many worked from a heart with a will
As they had a turn inside the Fort
Many they were who had their turn
to prove what they could
That was many experimenting years ago!
III
Samid gave of his best
But his best turned less than enough
So did Madis
His worse had been his best
So was Dimas
His works were far from his words
As the last followed the first
The last performed just as the first
As the first and the last joined the rest
Their best was still not good enough
That was many sliding years ago!
As many saw things get worse
A call was made for new hands on deck
Many wrote their names to try their hands
For the job inside the Fort was up for grabs
Up for grabs to make things work again
Many raised their heads to rise above the rest
One head rose above all the rest
One hand lifted to its highest
One voice shouted its loudest
“Put me to the test!”
“What my head dreams of
My hands deliver…in droves
Where my hand touches
There the gold turns riches
There the riches reap a paradise
Where I spread the riches
There no one is famished
Put me to the test!”
Many there were
Who had wondered
Why not put him to the test?
Let his best be tested
For he has shouted his loudest
Many more there were
Who had seen his hand raise
Many more there were
Who had seen his head lift
Many more there were
Who had heard his voice sound
“Put me to the test!”
Many were there
When Damis was put to the test
You and I
We were there
When he was put to the test!
IV
Times were…when Midas touched the dust
Dust turned diamonds
Diamonds brought forth sparkling returns
Times were…when Midas touched the stone
Stone turned gold
Gold turned towards the Golden Coast
V
Times are…when Damis touches diamonds
Diamonds turn dust
Silver turns stone
Gold turns sand
More turns less
Damis damages
Damis dims the dreams
Damis touches to turn debts into deaths…into dreaded depths
Damis drives into a deep ditch…into dreaded ends
Damis dives into the steepest abyss
Abysmally!
Damis was put to the test
That was just in recent years!
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