Saturday 1 November 2014

Money's Futility


Millions ain't the price
For what a hug can suffice

For someone whose beloved's gone
For a patient about to die
Money conquers all they say
And that's the biggest lie

For all the millions you've made
That matters none at all
What does is the family back home 
To catch you when you fall

To gain, you're be crooked and cunning
And for all the money you reap
You'll never attain the care free mind
You're jealous of a simpleton's sound sleep

Money can't help a drug addict
It can't kill a cancer cell
Money can't bring solace to your loved ones
Weeping at you're funeral

For the one with an intact family
The one with siblings to fight
Will never realize
The family bond's might

For he's the truest billionaire you'll find
For his priceless peace at mind


1 comment:

  1. This piece of work is amazing! From the words, one can comprehend that you've written it right from the heart. Very true!!
    God bless!!

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