Sampong Philip

Money - Poem by Sampong Philip

I wish i could have time
to do all that i want to do
but all i could do is always next to nothing
when oh when will have money

Money Money Money
The evil root of the world
power controlling all the world
you will toil before getting me

Without me you fall sick and die
with me you are proud
and with me people shall call you
Chief, Billionaire, Osikani, Ogbodo, Cashier
and all title nations in the world

my name.....
M - Many people will surfer because of me
O - Others will die because of me
N - Nothing can be than without me
E - Everything is done through me
Y - Yes i am the evil root of the word

Comments about Money by Sampong Philip

  • (5/13/2012 2:58:00 PM)

    A good message. As true as it gets. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012

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