By Shem Onderi
This is business money
It is huge or little depending on where it is put
It is colossal at the start
Sometimes tempting to divert into other uses
The temptation to maul it
Capital remains just that; it must serve its original purpose
It will either multiply, make the owner rich—
With stomach and buttocks protruding from the profits
Or make the owner poor, emaciated in thought
And in resources—taking more from him
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Capital is risk—you invest it to show results
It grows slowly—patience remains a core value
Capital jump-starts an idea, bringing it to life
Business money is not money for leisure
There is no theatre in it
But it can build a theatre hall
It has no jokes, but it can market laughter into profit
Capital awakens the mind, stirring thoughts of wealth
Capital is like a child; if used tenderly,
Held tight, it will grow and reproduce
Capital can grow a town and polish the heart
If only you enjoy the profits
