Who The Hell Are You? Poem by kente lucy

You are in different shapes, sizes, colours
you have different meaning to each one of us
you have different names in different places
you beat my understanding.

Some call you dollars
others call you pounds
while others call you francs
and others call you shillings
some have gone ahead to give
you sir names, names that common
tougues would bleed to pronounce
u have a thousand and one names.

Some have to sweat blood, to own you
while others have to just smile
there you are at their service
some have taken it to an extra level of killing,
sacrificing their loved ones because of you.

Some people celebrate that you came to the world
while a lot others curse the day you were born
curse the day you were conceived
would stone to death whoever bore you.

Whoever the hell brought you to the world
wherever you came from,
did you come to bring us joy really
tell me one good reason
why you are part of us.

We can not do with out you
you make life, you rule the world
how you hold the world together
no body can tell, will ever tell

Anyway i bow, salute you
you have got power, you will always do! ! !