nothing comes free..here
everything is tagged
excepting life...strange
life given to us not tagged
the days and nights given
are not tagged even
even then....
day in and day out
i am all out
searching ways and means
to make my money...
i do not pay any money
for the sun and breeze
god in nature an absolute giver
praying for wealth and prosperity
praying for money...money..and more money...to god
i feel will get us not even a penny
GOD DOES NOT KNOW OUR MONEY
when you send your kid on a trip away
you will give him money to spend on the way
we were sent here without a penny
when i return as dead stock one day
worldly wise kith and kin of my
send me with a penny on my forehead
just a penny?
is that what i was worth...or
is that the way fare to hell or heaven
just a penny?
money money money, its so funny, its a rich man's world...luckily God knows no money...the rich would have got richer..great read....regards
A new thought on money. Good description. deserves 10+++++
excellent realistical poem about money, deep ideas well embedded...10++++++++++
' do not pay any money for the sun and breeze god in nature an absolute giver'. Love these lines in particular. A very striking poem, to make one think.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Money is a interesting concept. Your thoughts were true but in this world its the rule. Keep up the nice work.