Never Enough Poem by Benjamin Bauda

We daily toil, spoil and sometimes boil
Yet it's still not enough
We cry, mourn, kill and curse
Cause we couldn't get enough of it
We frown, hide and tell lies
Because we think we don't have what others think we have in abundance

Call it dollar, name it naira
Whether pounds or shillings
Yen or euro, money or gold
It's still not and will never be enough

Everyone wants to be a millionaire
The millionaire wants to be a billionaire
The billionaire wants to be a multi billionaire
From the poorest to the richest
We are all searching
For that piece of paper and metal that is never enough

Like the ground that is never tired of feeding on us
So we daily feed on money
And still yet want more money
For we can't get enough of this thing we love so dearly


It is never enough
And will never be enough
For it was meant never to be enough
So give what you can
Save all you can
Eat what you can
And thank God for all you have