Leonid Rotshtein

(Santa Monica, CA, USA)

The Golden Moon - Poem by Leonid Rotshtein

The money is the Planet’s Wheel.
Into the mud the money binds the human’s Will. The money is Survival's drill.
The money diggs in our heart relations dirt, or Separation, which is "emotion's bill." The money is the dust.
With money covered our Life and Path. Sometimes, the money serves (in stead of oil) as "Diplomatic honey."
The money gives the Power to sinner and to swami. The money is the NEED.
Without money we are the Soul's zero, "Human's meat" indeed. We wish the money night and day.
The whisper ‘money’ make us forget the smile; blessing of pundit, the pray. The money is the Dream: "The Golden Moon"
Without money we are in Life useless wave: "balloon." Conclusion:
"Without money, I am the sand on Ocean's shore,"
concluded Poem "Golden Moon"- the Poet Lebishor.

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  • (1/2/2007 2:33:00 AM)

    Good poem, but who wouldn't want to see money abolished in the long run? . (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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