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I exceled in arts, social sciences, guitar, martial arts , poetry and You will get me poor to my grave, that's hard to accept my YHWH, I read your whole Bible, I taught it, I did my part, I worked ,traveled different continents, at the end, You destroyed my good luck and I came to you. However I will pray as I prayed other times before my God, according to your word, don't let me be poor my entire lifetime, I did what was right better than others, the fashion of this world gave to them the money and to me the earth bore thorns and my forehead sweat. I have prayed many years this I do again: Deliver me from my poverty. I don't accept to be poor no matter what I do, that's unfair, injust to the worldlings, unrighteous to your saints: Effort leads to reward, the greater the toil the bigger the prize: That's justice. I sought the kingdom, wisdom, skills, I served: And I am miserable, ashamed, reproached: Why not dead? Wake up YHWH, judge between haughty & me. Set your righteous judgment.