Money

Money

A Poem by Lana

Money 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

© 2017 Lana


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Me too fed up with these humans making money a king...thank you for bringing out this write..

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Added on February 22, 2017
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Tags: money, life, people, poem, success, human