Money Showers
Money is only green and graphical papers
Notes promising access to the Link to gold as it sits in the greedy bank vaults
Aging and smelling of rotting molding vapors..
Money never buys love.
Money never feeds the hunger
Nothing if such lands to pleasantry in Physical desires, sexually hunger satisfaction, or other expensive just defined extasies
it cannot buy friends
Until those who crave for it
End up looking like hungry vampires
Only seeking Another to feed on them until their end.
Money cuts like a knif
And ruins lives like evil
Except we need something this cold and feelingless
Until we have to need what you really don’t want
And bleed to need what we are afraid of becoming
Metamorphosis into the decident rich few
Who only value what is owned by the elite few.
If balance could be made
And souls could be spared from the dollar’s pain
I’d throw all my riches, if I won or obtained them,
All over the world like rains.
So all could rinse poverty, pain, and the politics of crime away.
So all could smile
As the world would be at peace that day.
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 11:27 PM UTC
Money Showers
Money is only green and graphical papers
Notes promising access to the Link to gold as it sits in the greedy bank vaults
Aging and smelling of rotting molding vapors..
Money never buys love.
Money never feeds the hunger
Nothing if such lands to pleasantry in Physical desires, sexually hunger satisfaction, or other expensive just defined extasies
it cannot buy friends
Until those who crave for it
End up looking like hungry vampires
Only seeking Another to feed on them until their end.
Money cuts like a knif
And ruins lives like evil
Except we need something this cold and feelingless
Until we have to need what you really don’t want
And bleed to need what we are afraid of becoming
Metamorphosis into the decident rich few
Who only value what is owned by the elite few.
If balance could be made
And souls could be spared from the dollar’s pain
I’d throw all my riches, if I won or obtained them,
All over the world like rains.
So all could rinse poverty, pain, and the politics of crime away.
So all could smile
As the world would be at peace that day.
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