howard simon


Money


Money
Money
Money
Important
Useful
Necessary

Money
Money
Money
Wealthy
Middle
Poverty

Money
Money
Money
Save
Give
Spend

Money
Money
Borrow
Lend
Money
Money
Foe
Friend

Money
Money
Master
Slave
Money
Money
Satisfied
Crave

Money
Money
Laugh
Cry
MoneyMoney
Live
Die

Money
Money
Sick
Well
Money
Money
Heaven
Hell

Submitted: Sunday, December 28, 2008
Edited: Saturday, July 09, 2011

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  • Gold Star - 23,623 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (1/10/2015 8:36:00 PM)

    Money
    Money
    Heaven
    Hell.. nice lines...10

    money gives hell
    but speaks well
    you are honored publically
    that is more important really (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,525 Points Patricia Grantham (10/15/2014 7:40:00 PM)

    The love of money is the root of all evil. Yet one
    needs some of it to survive. Spend it wisely.
    Very good write. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,070 Points Walterrean Salley (9/14/2014 10:45:00 PM)

    There is so much to be said about money. One should learn to rule money, and not let money rule them. Enjoyed your forum on this pertinent subject. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 9,612 Points Heather Wilkins (8/25/2014 9:24:00 PM)

    money is all the above kept in its place is nice to have, But not to be worshiped, It is necessary in life. a good read (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 14,589 Points Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (8/3/2014 5:07:00 AM)

    This is the beauty of your poem............Simon........succinct but to the point................you are blessed with so much
    talent.......I am speechless (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,564 Points The Princess (7/27/2014 7:44:00 AM)

    I really like this poem! ah...yes money...it is necessary but also the root of evil! Bittersweet...I rather have just enough! using one word to describe...speak a million words! You depicted this cute little poem perfectly :) (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,128 Points Lyn Paul (7/19/2014 6:49:00 PM)

    You have covered all of our needs and our greed for money. It is the root of all evil!
    I have written one called urgently. Thank You Howard (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,094 Points * Sunprincess * (7/19/2014 3:21:00 PM)

    ........great job....I wish we could live without money....and I know some people do....I would love to go live with them....nice write... (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,041 Points Khairul Ahsan (6/26/2014 10:00:00 AM)

    This is a unique poem, with all the lines single worded and one word lyrically repeated to show its strength, use and abuse, and its necessity to all and sundry.
    Well done, my friend! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 254 Points Ruth Walters (2/25/2014 9:36:00 AM)

    It's just a coin to barter with,
    a vessel that we argue with,
    a way to exchange services,
    a noose around our frames

    and if we called it chinnywinks
    or doublenooks or skinnyclicks
    the jingle jangle noise
    would be the same ;)

    Another good one, Howard (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (10/3/2012 5:39:00 PM)

    A great piece which shows the persistant movement and relationships with that dreadful stuff that we all must abide by...wouldn't it be grand if we could return to the old ways of growing and bartering and passing on crafts and skills.... a thought provoker tyvm karen (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jamie Johnson (5/8/2012 5:32:00 PM)

    money money money.......................................................................................... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 15 Points Diana Rose Tolentino (10/4/2011 7:35:00 PM)

    well, its time to think of what we do to money and what money do to us.
    true that it is important (in the material world) , however, in terms of happiness it is temporary.

    I find the one-word per line verse kind of cute.
    But I appreciate the thought much more. I love it. Great write. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,898 Points Hans Vr (3/13/2011 9:06:00 AM)

    There are more than 180 comments on this poem. Fantastic. Perhaps this shows how important money is. The poem is very well written in a very original style.

    I love money. It is a source of comfort (if we do not refuse to use it) . Recently, billionaires have started to give away half of their wealth. People are slowly becoming more rational about money. What's the difference anyhow, whether one has 3 billion or 1 billion in the bank?

    Sad things start to occur when people beome willingly the slave of money or the slave of anything else. Many people willingly enslave themselves also to money, power, position, religion. All these things are here for us and not: we are here for them.

    I really think that slowly our world is moving into a wisdom revolution. More and more people are seeing that kindness, honesty and all the other God-given values are far more important to happiness than anything else. Keeping that in mind, I keep loving money, position, power and religion. The more we honour the God given values, the more of these things seem to come our way. Once we start to ignore the God given values these things seem to start slipping out of our hands in a thousand ways.

    There is something magic about it. God works in mysterious ways.

    I love poems, that generate so many thoughts. Thanks a lot. (Report) Reply

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