Contentment
If I could bestow a gift
On my family
It would not be money
Or a property
I would give contentment
To last them all their days
This would bring them happiness
In many different ways
Money can destroy
Power is the same
Life wasn't meant to be lived for
Money Power or Gain
Or to give flattery
To the undeserving
I find this sickening
Extremely unnerving
If we were contented
And happy with our lot
It could be contagious
Others wondering
Why they're not
Happy with the money
And their controlling power
That can lead to the road to nowhere
Getting nearer by the hour
Stop this constant need
For wanting more and more
In time all this abundance
Will become a dreadful bore
It will not buy you contentment
And a healthier happy life
It could be your downfall
And cause you loss of family and wife
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