This Age If Love

At this day and age Seems people have forgotten what is love These days, the world is only a stage Simply a stage for peoples’ worth He who has it all… has he? He who has but nothing… has all? A pitied fool is but a fool pitying to be Is it a she or simply love to adore? Perhaps no one I know has the answer Perhaps not one has even the question Shrugging off with only a moment lesser When to hear meant not to simply listen Money in dominance, people in control Love well hidden, withdrawal to withhold Only one and never the other to behold When money becomes but love’s essential to uphold This day, this age, this stage Have people forgotten what is love? Love to compare for a fool’s wage Simply a stage for people to be worth