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Never Enough

We daily toil, spoil and sometimes boil

Yet it’s still not enough

We cry, mourn, **** and curse

Cause we couldn’t get enough of it

We frown, hide and tell lies

Because we think we don’t have what others think we have in abundance

 

Call it dollar, name it naira

Whether pounds or shillings

Yen or euro, money or gold

It’s still not and will never be enough

 

Everyone wants to be a millionaire

The millionaire wants to be a billionaire

The billionaire wants to be a multi billionaire

From the poorest to the richest

We are all searching

For that piece of paper and metal that is never enough

 

Like the ground that is never tired of feeding on us

So we daily feed on money

And still yet want more money

For we can’t get enough of this thing we love so dearly

 

 

It is never enough

And will never be enough

For it was meant never to be enough

So give what you can

Save all you can

Eat what you can

And thank God for all you have

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Written by
benjamin-bauda
Nigeria
Published
Aug 3, 2017
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#money#contentment#gold
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