Money - Poem by Moostef Vosti
I have never met a rich man
Who wanted to be poor
But I have met thousand paupers
who wanted to be rich
Money is the root of HAPPINESS
Money is evil when its user is dishonest in earning it
Or its user intends to use it wrongly
When money is used to fulfill human need its the source of happiness
Don't confuse human need with human greed
I love money because on empty pockets
I can't eat, travel...and what not
A begger is not happy sleeping on the street
A rich person is happy and marvels when he steps into his expensive car
The affluence of this planet has been used negatively.
See, a coffin maker does his job expecting someone to die
What if the coffin maker is born again, Is he a sinner? I dont know.
Learn how to make money work for you
When are you most happy? When broke or pay day?
I know you picked the latter
That's when you can go out, pay bills...
If you love money and intend to use it wrongly,
Then it will be the route of all evil
And to be evil you shall receive judgement (Gal 6: 7)
For now, I believe it is the route of HAPPINESS
Why? I don't have it and I seem a little unhappy.
Stay tuned here. If I get it, I will give you give you feedback whether I'm HAPPY or SAD
I think the former, because I intend to use it positively.
'Money is the medium by which earthly success is measured' George Samuel Clason
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Comments about Money by Moostef Vosti
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
A Dream Within A Dream
Edgar Allan Poe