Trying to collect money
Is like trying to catch sand
The more you have
The less it fits in your hand
There will never be enough time to collect it all
The faster you chase after it
The more you fall
You must learn to use it
And not try to carry it all
For the more you carry
The more to bury you when you fall
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So so amazing .i love your content and subscribed. Kindly reciprocate by subscribing to me also . thank you and keep it up
Exactly true, and so well put!
I agree. The world never has enough money to go around, and every word you speak in your poem is accurate.
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A great poem!
A lot of uncomfortable truths here... :)