Money
The most preferred content of a bulging envelope
For those with a project to develop!
A solicitation by the poor,
With sometimes bent knees on a floor.
Tempter of twenty – first century thieves
Hoping to receive the accolades of Chiefs;
Motivator of wildfire ambitions!
Rooms widening for intuitions!
A guarantor of treasured privileges,
Has had people plucked from stagnant villages;
Money is a capital concern to all bursars,
As much, the singular obsession of grabbing misers
To whom making it is pretty hard,
Once with little, turns its fierce guard!
Not itself an edible
But makes each one saleable.
The reward to tune-singing piper,
His beads of perspiration, best wiper;
The trusted charmer of a woman
To nearly all her man says “Amen”
I kicked a girl out the window: third floor!
Now that topless one comes crossing my way
Haha! She did not reach down your heart´s core
She did not last long : only for a day
Have her then: crush was my best and last shame
Ya! Have them all: my poort heart is not rotten
Crush´d! You dared come to visit me the same
I was mere friend: Now I am forgotten
But woemens spirit bleed in me and Verse
I took you to my inky desk to share
but to share you in a song was not worse
What then? To you my Female land is bare
Your banana´s gonna be your rat´s bane
You saw me! To you I was insane