Money Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Money



In every story of success
You picture is plastered
Naked and barefooted
You are adored by all
Some dream about you
While others fantasize
Everyone wants to be around you
And be intimate with you
You are the envy of town
With every billboard talking about you
You are a role model for many
You make our world go around
You make life simple and easy
You are a friend in need
And a friend indeed

Money, where do you come from?
Who are you?
You stole my people's heart
Erasing all the warmth
You took away their kindness
Replacing their humanity
With selfish thoughts
And individualistic ideology
You overpowered even our leaders
With all your charms
Intoxicating them
With your evil spells
You broke families
Tearing apart nations
You stole our innocence
And planted greed and selfishness
You are an enemy of humanity

Thursday, February 7, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,life,money,success
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Kenneth Maswabi

Kenneth Maswabi

Maun, Botswana
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