Moneymakestheworldgoround
Money the might of the dollar has hold of our world.
It squeezes out the physical pull of our sun.
It interferes with the moon shine and the tides.
It takes away the gifts of nature, trees and oxygen.
It stripes the mighty forests and turns them into grasslands
just to feed the cows.
Cows that human beings eat or throw out.
It stripes clean oceans of fish, half all caught is thrown out.
The land is mined of all nutrients, minerals for us to make things we do not need and throw out to upgrade to the newest iPhone or electronic gadget.
All toys that have no meaning all money making stupidity.
It pollutes and poisons rivers, seas and oceans.
It makes me cry... as greed is the main cause of so many problems.
Greed, stupidity, selfishness and pure blindness of blinked human beings.
Those who have no time to look at the moon, nor see true sunlight
filtered down through trees of mighty forests that make our oxygen for life.
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