Get Rich Poem by Steven Taylor

Get Rich



get rich, get money, ...
any way you can, ...
invest, insure, diversify,
have a 'make mo' money' income plan

buy toys, take trips, eat cavier
take a shuttle to the nearest star
drive everywhere in your new car
steal poor folk's pennys from their jar

hang priceless paintings on your walls
have servants filter all your calls
buy all the fashions in the malls
stand up while all around you falls

stockpile gold,
as you grow old...
bet your hand and do not fold, ..
and never let the truth be told, ..
about your soul, ..
the one you sold..

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alaska Roads 02 January 2007

Brother your poems let me know that i'm not alone in the things i see. You may want to read some of my work Alaska Roads. Keep up the great work brother!

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Erhard Hans Josef Lang 14 October 2006

We'd rather abolish money, dear poet, I'd say, by all of us standing in and growing up for a world which will handle all the 'give & take' on earth by everyone's input and panvoluntaristic shares. It is a very good poem, for that matter.

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