Money
Money is the bane of man
Since the day that time began
It has started wars
Invasions onto foreign shores
It is involved in the death of men
And continues to be again and again
The only thing people are willing to kill for
No matter how much they have they always want more
We need it to stay alive
Without it we cannot survive
A necessary evil in our every day lives
We think it helps us but it only deprives
Teathered down by our lust for it
To its will we all submit
Now all mankind bitter and awry
A truth that we chose to deny
It makes our choices for us
Leaving others to clean up our mess
We act like this is not the facts
But for our ignorance we pay a heavy tax
We throw money at every thing that goes wrong
And we the people just go along
It destroies our moral foundation
We corrupted it as a nation
We are all to blame
We treat life like it is one big game
Money becomes our only answer
It has become a cancer
For which there is no foreseeable cure
It is a condition we must endure
2/28/09
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