Money Poem by Laura arwen

Money



With money I
wanna build a
big castle
The money has
a confused and
bad glory
With money I
can buy a
lot of books
Sometimes the money
is the bane
of men
The vanity attracts
the money for
the pure pleasure
The money destroys
the serenity of
men
Sometimes I think
I want to
be rich for
building my own
library and a
crazy house
Thinking about money
is dangerous
The money leads
to exasperation and
extreme eccentricity
The money is
a way to
manipulate people
It is like
a hurricane and
a relentless fury
The money leading
to avarice and
senselessness
The money has
got the power
to make strong
decisions
The money makes
the difference in
the everyday life
I think that
we can't live
without money
In the near
future I'll become
a rich person
because I save
money with food
expenditure

Wednesday, December 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: money
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