Money What's It Good For

Why does the world measure a persons worth with money?
When money doesn't give anything real.  Except material things
No real feelings of love, or happiness.  Only instant satisfaction.
Which doesn't last becuase once the moneys gone.  Your left out
in the cold.  What good has money done in life?  If you have to much of it
then everyone's jealous of you.  Or They plan and plot to try their hardest
to take away form you.  So they'll have it instead.  Leaving you still 
unihappy and facing everyday knowing everyone only wants money out of you. 
Never really knowing if they say I love you to you is it coming from their heart
or Just their need for more.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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March 3, 2013 at 9:01 AM
Angel, many blessings on your featured poem this passed week. Have yourself a new and awesome week.:-) Always & Forever * LINDA
Austin Avatar
February 26, 2013 at 9:15 AM
Good stuff. "I'm your friend to the end." he says. "Lend me five." says the other. "This is the end." he says. Congrats on the selection. daver
Kearley Avatar
August 28, 2012 at 11:20 AM
Right on! So true...so true. Very nice write!
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