Money
Money, oh money, you hold such allure,
We chase after you, hoping for your secure,
A symbol of power, a measure of worth,
You dictate our actions, for better or worse.
From dawn till dusk, our toil is for gain,
In pursuit of wealth, we strive, we strain,
But let us not forget the hearts we touch,
For in the pursuit of money, we mustn't lose much.
Moneycan build towers, grand and tall,
Yet it can also cause bonds to crumble and fall,
We must remember, as we amass our wealth,
To embrace compassion, to nurture spiritual health.
With Money comes choices, both vast and wide,
To uplift others or let ego take stride,
May we use our wealth to uplift the weak,
To empower the voiceless, the vulnerable we seek.
Money, a means to shape our destiny,
A tool to create a world of unity,
Let us wield it wisely, with mindful grace,
And cultivate a future where all find their place.
Oh, money, dear money, you hold such might,
But let us remember, as we chase your light,
That true wealth resides in bonds we form,
In love, in kindness, through life's storm.
So let us navigate the realm of money's call,
With wisdom and compassion, standing tall,
For in the end, it's not the riches we amass,
But the legacy of love that forever will last.
