Money

In a world obsessed by wealth's allure,

Where money holds power, hearts unsure,

Money, a master, and mysterious chase,

Dictating lives with its unfriendly embrace.

It spins impressions, dreams it sells,

A two-edged sword, where darkness dwells,

It builds forts, soaring high,

Yet crushes foundations, truth denied.

The rich immerse in its unique stream,

While the deprived dream, lost in a scheme,

For some, it's freedom, for others, a restraint,

A game of command, causing pleasure and pain.

But amidst the disorder, let's not forget,

A true treasure resides in the hearts that fret,

Kindness and love, precious and rare,

Rich's money can never compare.