Money O! Money Poem by Nilesh Roy

Money O! Money



Money, money and money,
The world runs after money;
Some die ‘cause of money,
And some die for money.

The money rules the world,
The world is its creator.
But now the world is afraid -
For the money has turned to be its destroyer.

The money is the ruler,
The world is its slave;
The money has turned the world -
Into a grave.

The money drew the line -
Between the rich & the poor;
The money created infelicity,
That’s to be sure.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 18 November 2014

Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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