To some people,
Money is absolutely everything,
It doesn't just pay bills,
It gives us access,
To a world unbeknownst to us.
Now some people,
Money isn't as special,
Some just pay their bills,
And don't spend on extra stuff,
Then they invest,
And that's the value of a dollar,
At least to me,
And my grandpa.
But why does money,
Run most things?
If you don't have enough,
You might not get what you want,
And then we get mad,
And get more money,
And now we're in debt,
We try to get out,
But sometimes we're stuck.
Glorious money,
The blood of America.
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Opinionated(complete)
Puisiit's just as it sounds...a collection of some of the poems I've written containing my views on certain things in the world....feel free to leave a comment, ok?
