Contentment Under This Firmament

Money when is greedily accumulated Even though prosperity is created We fail to enjoy the presence of it We may not celebrate it even a bit That attitude will grow like forest-fire We may not stop firmly that desire As our heart, greed will dominate Our mind, desire will contaminate Acquisition of money is a bad illness It must be monitored with carefulness When we plan to amass great wealth We may not care about our health Money will inflate our ego severely Making us behave like demons really We may see prestige in petty matters And we may fail to enjoy this Universe If money is our servant, we then win For money only is committed great sin If enough becomes our only formula Our life will be devoid of any flaw If you can decently make a living If happiness, contentment is giving You are traveling on the right track Nothing on this fine Earth, you lack.