Money
What is it about money,
That makes people lose their mind;
Everyone keeps on fighting,
Has the world gone blind?
What is it that makes people think
They deserve what they don’t earn;
When does it all stop,
When will people learn?
People are not stupid,
But now a days you’d never know;
Families are being ripped apart,
And Friends becoming Foe.
I’ve wracked my brain and tried to find,
The reason for all this mess;
People should be getting along,
Not forcing friends to stress.
At some point in time it has to stop,
This hell we’re going through;
And hopefully everyone will give that
“I’m Sorry” that is long overdue.
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