Money Talks - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

It is on every mouth An endless tale and a short story, But not a novel. It talks and talks And never stops. The whole world's common language. In every man's pocket a trust. They call it evil, and you, What do call it? Can you travel or move without it? Intention directs its use. Money blind but it talks. Wealth is called and treasure too. Money is not a dream, but it's a fact. It saves time and everybody's respect. Money gets you respect, salute, and greetings. By the poor is called evil, but by the rich is called an exit. When money talks everyone shuts up. Money always talks. We are in the age of money. No money no honey. Money never stops, but it always talks. It talks and talks and never stops.

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Money is very important, but to some people it's much more than what it means.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 5, 2013

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