“Billionaire died”
The newspaper says
“Father of two”
The obituary read

Sometimes I wonder
What are his regrets?
He lived a life
That most men respect

Many envied
His position
Yet now he’s dead
And in perdition

He had the money
To save millions
He had the power
To affect billions

Yet he sat up in his mansion
Crying over his possessions

Yet in the end
He made himself dead
From nothing to something
From something to nothing