Penny for my thoughts
We toil and moil day in day out for a piece of paper
Hopes, dreams and ambitions are all weighed,valued and fulfilled because of this piece of paper
Our dignity, value and worth are all balanced with this piece of paper
Health, laughter, joy and peace of mind are determined by this piece of paper.
This piece of paper has caused the less fortunate to die, grieve and leave in despair because of it
Ooh why piece of paper, should I be valued by you
Ooh why piece of paper do you have to take away humanity and replace it with vile, unhuman and grief
We live by this piece of paper, the food we eat to sustain our bodies is because of this piece of paper. The houses that shelter us and keeps us warm is in exchange of this piece of paper.
Surely something man made not even God's creation or nature's doing, why should it dictate how we live in our lifetime. It's disgusting that it has to dictate us even in our death. The mortuary needs this piece of paper to keep ur body, ur funeral needs the piece of paper to purchase food, coffin, priests and certificate of death even the land ur are laid in. I understand people have different customs and I respect them I am talking of my custom.
Ooh why piece of paper do want my soul, body and spirit until nothing is left of me and even that nothing you still want it.
As I travel through lifetime I hope you fade away and value is placed where due not you. be gone and may your remnants be dust in the wind on a scorching desert.
A woman can only hope
From the elixir my soul feeds on.
Piece of paper - money