Garfield Grimmett


Money


money can be power
many people become inslave to the almighty dollar
it fuels an economy it ends an nation
brings pleasure to oneself
brings pain to onesself
it causes desperration and sets chains to oneself
indivduals inject the money dope into there vains
to bring them happiness but it leaves them insane
people who lack it want it
people who have it want more
money is infatuation it can bring you sex from a whore
but it blinds you from the ones you should adore
it affects brain it brings stress to your state of mind, it leaves your head with a receeded hair line
it pollutes the world because money is toxicity, it causes you to over eat and it leaves you with obesity
it can be a stab in the back a kick in the ass, it can leave you in the street wishin you were in the past
it produces greed it plants the seed of something you cant live without and something you need
it speaks every language and its never ignored, we give money to the church because they say its for the lord
thats bullshit, if in worship we are the performers, and God is the audience that we see, shouldnt worship be free?
survival of the fittest in this time people are working from 9 to 5 for the nickel dime
a cancer in society a false form piety
a fake form of religion shared by the royalty with an undying loyalty
without it you have fear of where are you going to be next year
gives you a sense of importance that you can sit but really your nothing but a piece of shit
money creates a nation that divides within a class you reside with the rules that you have to abide
before you know it you have died.
murder, genocide, for piece of paper, it comes and goes and evaporates like a vapor
its a big chip on your back its should be the number one cause of death not a heart attack
it can give a new hope if your stuck but, without it your fucked
moneys history has a beginning and a rise to fame many have died in its name
the way we grope over it we should feel ashamed
because of it my older brother is lost in its game
black mexican asian caucasian money is the form of our persuasion

maybe one day wil see that theres more to life that can be
but i know until then, i know that my life isnt free.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Edited: Friday, June 17, 2011

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  • Indira Renganathan (9/12/2009 12:10:00 AM)

    very good analysis on money...a balanced mind only can tackle the evil part of money....excellent....kindly read mine too, same title money (Report) Reply

  • Vern Eaker (1/29/2009 3:22:00 PM)

    Money is but a token of greed, your words paint a vivid portrayal. of your veiws and could and should be done without all the expletives, Keep writing. (Report) Reply

  • Joseph Poewhit (1/28/2009 5:48:00 PM)

    Money grew from BARTER back in the days of Camel trade. GOLD was valued for beauty and could be BARTERED. Now PAPER OF FAITH is the BARTER. [ me food, good wine, poetry, bag of money don't hurt, pretty woman, BIBLE ] (Report) Reply

  • Ency Bearis (1/27/2009 10:58:00 AM)

    money is the root of evil..can make you happy and can make you sad..
    well narrated write..great...10 (Report) Reply

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