Money,The Blackgold

Money,in search of you Traitor appears Either to kill Or denigrate The trustworthy gets less The sycophant demagogically gets more The former becomes worse The later becomes blessed Money, your raison d'etre Misinterpreted by your interpreter Your searcher on do-or-die In your search Money,you are hijacked By the black baron To rule the innocent To suppressed the oppressed In search of you Sycophancy adopted Decency aborted Inconsistency applied But, consistency implied Money, your whitish regalia Turned blackish in nature Stained with debris By your researcher Your searcher, in existence Becomes asset But in eternity Becomes inordinate bad count.