This poem is about a person who has been working hard to earn money for three million days. They have no time to take care of their health and eventually die. After death, they are sent to the cremation chamber and a green smoke rises into the sky. The poem is a reflection on the fleeting nature of life and the impermanence of material wealth and social status. It is a warning to those who prioritize money and material possessions over their well-being and relationships. The poem is meant to be shared with people who are obsessed with making money, those who cannot bear to spend their wealth, those who are infatuated with wealth and power, and those who are desperate for fame or fortune. The poem is a reminder that life is short and ephemeral, and that true happiness and fulfillment come from living in the present moment and cultivating meaningful relationships.