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.
Copyright © Mv Venkataraman | Year Posted 2022
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