Time is money

Time is money

A Poem by gypsy scribbler

They measure you, allocate you, “buy” you, “borrow” you, “steal” you, trade you for money and other imaginary benefits - you, one of the few things that is unquestionably real. They think that by portioning and selling you they make themselves rich. But they are robbing themselves, because each of them could have all of you... all the time.

© 2017 gypsy scribbler


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Added on March 4, 2017
Last Updated on March 4, 2017
Tags: short, poem, story, philosphy, free verse

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gypsy scribbler
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Recently started writing short pieces. Trying not to be too constrained by grammar and other such conventions. more..

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