Free From Money
Free From Money
I search for money and money I cannot find
What do I perceive;
more search and tired mind
I search for money and money I cannot find.
I don't need a bank
to lean on my flank.
In pursuit for money, more and more I kill
What do I achieve;
an abundant blood spill
In pursuit of money, more and more I kill.
I just want to be free
like a bird on the tree.
At work where I'm employed my job is hard
What do I receive;
is not enough as a reward
At work where I'm employed my job is hard.
To chase after money
harbours disharmony.
Money I surely need, but not to rule my life
What it does bereave
replaces it with deep strife
Money I surely need, but not to rule my life.
Should you kill or steal
it cannot bestow weal.
For, as money changes hands to another
counterfeit to deceive
brother kills one's brother
As lucre comes and lucre goes to another!
My happiness is nil
when faced with a bill.
Another we dominate, when money we have
hegemony we believe
"oppress them to the grave,"
and call it "a chosen few who are quite brave!
Condemn me therefore,
cash I'll always deplore!
We trade, we rob or toil; yet, we cannot sleep
we waylay to thieve
we laugh and they weep
We may rob or may trade, we continue to weep;
Money gives no freedom
What it gives is boredom.
02nd Oct' 2013
Copyright © Joseph Matose | Year Posted 2013
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