Money Poem by Morgan Bodden

Money



That which withdraws happiness
the purest form of motivation
the more we have the more
the more we want
and those with out
remain unspoken about
the saddest thing
is that it's just a thing
an object that defines society
even worse a society defined by object
nothing more than a means to an end
an end that will never begin

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