
I have heard whispers,
Since I was five,
but now that I am older,
those words are spoken clearer…
Job is money,
Money is food,
Food is life,
So live,
For the job…
Could you answer,
If money is just a paper,
Paper from a tree,
So why the long course,
When the fruit,
Could be in the backyard??
The facts? hit hard,
The truths? bitter,
The advice? baffling,
The chats? I detest,
The gossips? I regret,
The rumors? just hide’em,
The lies? burn them!
I just wish I could go back,
To when I understood less,
Be true to an innocent face,
Words would remain whispers,
Never meant for me to hear.
But that would never work ,
Cause I will always age,
I must face my earthly life,
Better now, than later,
The world must change,
Better now, than never!!

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