The color of green
Wanted by all human beings
To have a lot amounts is our biggest dream
Some sell to get it
Some get jops
You can get it by working
But some get it when they rob
Money makes a person feel great
But to much money can turn the realiest person fake
Money is a root of all evil
Money is needed in high levels
Some get money when working with god
But you can also get it while working with the devil
Money is also a life saver
It can get us out struggles thats hard to beat
Money is dirty and money is neat
Money is sour and even sweet
God made money to put us to a test
To see if the riches would help tbe best
I’m going to let this kill me.
I’ve hired two frail boys
to roll away the stone.
my father is the man
with his pant legs
rolled to the knees
standing in the mall
my mother the woman
bewildered by the boy
in the food court
typing on a keyboard
attached to nothing.
got to go to work
got to have a job
got to have a house
got to have a car
got to have kids
got to have a dog
got to have land
got to have clean shirt
got to have nice shoes
got to have a respectable haircut
got to have a shave
got to have food on the table
got to be ready
got to be happy
what have you gained?
what have you accomplished?
what have you realized?
what have you learned?
Since money is all you want
Money is all you'll see
If money is all you love
then money is what you'll be
Money money money money
Money does not love you honey
Cause love cannot be bought
What happens when the money is gone
You'll be all alone and lost
Just remember you chose money
So money is what you got
A bottle of Perrier,
the colour of cash,
hits the pavement of a driveway
in the rich part of town
shards skidding under cars,
the water from the world's most beautiful alpine spring
mixing together with the rain.
The wealthy and the affluent
are hosting a revolution.
They've grown tired of their decadence,
and their wallets.
They are overthrowing themselves,
and there will be no survivors.
who invested cleverly and hated children,
who had massive genitals,
and a bad case of erectile dysfunction,
stands above his naked wife,
on the impeccably trimmed Bermuda grass of their lawn,
and satisfies her for the first time
in their thirteen year long marriage.
A beautiful 62-inch plasma television
appears behind an open third floor window,
hesitates, as if contemplating the events outside,
The boy, maybe ten, eleven,
with a backwards baseball cap
and a green cartoon shirt
looks down at its broken, leaking body,
a successful woman by all means,
who ran her own business,
selling things that nobody needed
to everyone she could,
hears her daughter’s piercing shriek
for the hundredth time that day.
Emily Callahan reaches for the marble rolling pin that she had never once used before
and brings it down upon her daughter’s head
as quiet blood falls from crying mouth.
The winding never-ending road begins in the forest
The root of all evil is an exchange of nature’s breath
The root of all evil isn’t born in any sense
The root of all evil begins with a death
The carcass is driven to its’ after-life
It’s given a new face and a new shade of green
Most of it won’t make it to hell, every day it’s shredded
There is no reminder that what it is, isn’t what it seems
Each and every piece that makes it, starts in the same place
In this place it is still meaningless until claimed
It is then transferred for some purpose
Could be violence, could be music, could be life….
It continues on this-never ending path
The stock broker to get coffee
The coffee worker to get burgers
The burger griller to eat bread
The baker to ride a skateboard
The skateboarder to smoke pot
The drug dealer to get a weapon
The gun shop owner to have sex
The prostitute to keep living
The pharmacist to play the market
The stock broker to….
We’ve reached the beginning again.
The root of all evil is our fuel to survive
Our fuel to achieve, our fuel to happiness, our fuel to wrath
So when does this stop and what happens when it dies
The root of all evil begins with a death, it’s a never ending path
my thoughts on money aint nothig but paper with a number on it.
make the world eager and power and money hungry.
money makes the world go around but after awhile you end up in the same spot.
forget money just live for the fame.
i would be happy i the world even knew my name.
but people still acting the same.
not caring about your thoughts
worry about what they bought.......
or must have......
they dont give a crap about "US" little people or how we feel
the still do them act the same way....
living there life on what the pay..........
but remember this world.........money is the root of all evil.....................