We've all been there. Looking for one more segulah, one more tefillah, one more trick to open the gates of parnasah. Then one day you realize... the gate was never the problem.
I asked for בְּרָכוֹת everywhere With a dollar and a worried face
I tried סְגֻלּוֹת old and new Just to keep the bills in place
I tied the red string extra tight Hung a חַמְסָה by the door
Baked the key inside the חַלָּה Then I baked another four
I checked the name, I checked the מַזָּל Asked a מְקֻבָּל what he saw
I bought the charm in silver letters And called it הִשְׁתַּדְּלוּת by law
I said פֶּרֶק שִׁירָה at sunrise With a whisper and a plea
And פָּרָשַׁת הַמָּן on Super Tuesday Like it held the master key
Every coin has one address Every dollar has one King
You can run the whole wide world But only He can make it ring