To Money
To money
With your power you do many a thing
Like rocking monarchs who ruled over the land
Powerful as you have passed into dust
Rich or poor depend on you for a grand
You seem reaching the needy walking on
Cores of hopes gleam upon many faces
Smile soon disappears when you move away
This is happening since long in races
Do you play games? Ask a common person
You never stood on your legs with any
You may be habituated to wheels
Never mind we if you stay or move on
Enough of you we enjoyed though tested
Won’t you make us live a happy life?
Look carefully into those struggling eyes
Enrich with abundance complimented
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