A good life gets passed on to the grandchildren; ill-gotten wealth ends up with good people.
I once was young, now I’m a graybeard— not once have I seen an abandoned believer, or his kids out roaming the streets. Every day he’s out giving and lending, his children making him proud.
Old people are distinguished by grandchildren; children take pride in their parents.
Get as rich as you want through cheating and extortion, But eventually some friend of the poor is going to give it all back to them.