The Money Poem

They say money is the root of all evil

More Evil than Evil Knievel

Money causes chaos on the outside

but it tears you up from the inside

People flex money like it’s sweet

But when they fall broke, They are forced to retreat

People get that happy feeling with their paychecks

all until they wind up in crippling debt

With money, people feel like they beat the odds and

Then something goes wrong and they get robbed

The real world comes calling

When someone says they’re balling

The poor people need the green so they can breathe more fresh air

The rich people collect as much green to boost their egos and will never share

Some people spend to impress

Others spend it on drugs & sex

At the end the day, People need money to put food on the table for kids and wife

And most certainly we need money to create a new life.

The End