U hold Value
There's a vision we hold,
It's value in what has been told,
The reason so many souls are sold,
Working life away to acquire gold,
Molding their existence.
What is it's significance,
The difference from any other stone?
You're only shown you needed some,
Just a little crumb is all you need,
To feed a family in need.
That shimmering greed,
Now poisoning Earth's seeds,
Dirty deeds making enemies,
Turning beauty into pennies.
Keeping people from getting any,
Only creating scrutiny,
Mutiny in reverse.
As the curse is lifted,
Only the gifted can see,
The truth behind money,
I think you'll find it funny.
The value that is assigned,
Is defined within the mind,
Signed by the soul.
Gold stole the power you hold,
Devouring the life you were told,
Was just about growing old,
And watching it all unfold.
Have you sold your life to gold,
What is the value you hold?
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