MoneyA Poem by LanaMoney means nothing Yet it brings you food and shelter Money means nothing Yet it creates war and poverty Money means nothing Yet it divides people in a class ridden society Money means nothing Yet people make it their number one priority Money means nothing Yet this whole world is built around it Money still means nothing But the illusion of power Like a magic powder Raining down on the Twin Towers As war and revenge tears up this whole world in half For money means nothing but an act of violence and rage For money means nothing but a simple question How much possession do you have? For money means nothing but a means to an end Politicians seek it to win As people manifest their will to live They walk together, each picking the best leader who will Make their lives better for their family But money means nothing to the future leader But a means to win power Money means nothing but a scream A cry for help in areas where it's hard to live For without money you can't eat As some roll over their king size beds Lonely and messy A stack of green colored rectangle pieces of paper Is laying beside them like a teddy bear As some walk a thousand miles to drink water Feeling like no one even cares Money means nothing Yet it means everything To the world It comes before human rights and colors It comes before intuition and soul It comes in a demented circle And there are no exit doors It uses your survival instinct To try to destroy the very last drop of your being Then if you let fire consumes oxygen Your shell is destroyed along with everything inside it For money means nothing and everything
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