Wheathered faces lined in pain
Money is the crime
It's the given game
Wanting to breathe the living air
We all have to pay the given fayre
Life is a ticket given
There's only one way
We all have to walk the economy trap
Sad how many of us get caught in the money trap. [ a carrot on a stick ]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cute poem and concept. Read mine - Indebted - Adeline