Money is a tool for us to use in life
Everything has reasons for a price
It has positives and negatives too
Not enough too much both not nice

Money parts friends gives oppnions to
Those with wealth it lies they know not
Seeing themselves as what they'll never be
Reality for them long gone tied in its knot

Losing values integrity principles honesty
Never can they simply go back anymore
Becoming their own as if god on earth
Common sense faded an unrealistic war

Money lies as does politics religions too
It all comes down to numbers in banks
As money has turned them into its slaves
Reality gone blind and money never thanks

Not ever feeling one day they'll die after all
Wealth it takes away peace of very mind
Yet they worship it even in their sleep
Money just a tool but can be so unkind

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018