No Romance Without Finance Poem by Oche Echoda James

as money slowly lost its fame
monkey fastly became my name
my love is ready to abscond
like water from a thirsty pond

as rain falls to wet to the ground
so I stand tall to get the crown
once again I became the don
like the sun at the break of dawn

as seconds hurry to the grave
with no one that can save
so my love came for a pillar
like one chased by a killer

as money grasps it balance
honey replaced monkey in a glance
now a man of great-sight finance
home-set for a late night romance