Loving Money, Using People
Humans were made to love, but greed made us forget our purpose.

We were made to love and show we care,
But now it feels like love is rare.
Money was made to help us grow,
But now it rules the world we know.
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We dream of riches, gold, and fame,
But without love, itβs not the same.
Kindness fades when greed takes hold,
And hearts grow empty, sad, and cold.
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People are used like tools each day,
When they deserve love in every way.
We think success is what we own,
But true joy comes when love is shown.
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We count our wealth, we build our pride,
Yet loneliness grows deep inside.
We forget to smile, to lend a hand,
To make life better, to understand.
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Money is useful, thatβs okay,
But itβs not what should guide our way.
Love is priceless, pure, and true,
It brings us joy in all we do.
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So letβs remember why weβre here,
To love, to help, and to keep friends near.
Kind words and care can heal the pain,
And make us feel alive again.
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Money will fade, it wonβt last long,
But love will always keep us strong.
Letβs choose love and let it stay,
Itβs the only path, the only way.

About the Creator
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Comments (4)
You have a deep way with words! Nice job
Such a thought provoking and accurate portrayal of money's potentially destructive nature.
Beautifully written Hinata.
This was so deep and beautifully written. Loved your poem+