Personal Perspective Poem by Moto Wamwanga

Many, so, so many people here
On earth think and believe that money
Brings, without doubt as it is pure honey
And paradise for them and this is sadly clear,

Happiness, elation and endless joy.
However, wise people and those ones who
Experienced the plights of money, you
And I, can testify how this thing can destroy

Its owner. You can google M. Jackson's life.
It brings calamity, wars, division, gory strife...
If United States of America, United Kingdom
And their baby France were poor, oh wisdom,

Would they, even a second, dare destroy Lybia,
Would they? Would they immerse Somalia,
Afganistan and more nations in gory
Wars, incessant battles? So is this the glory

It can give? Money is, altogether, a dangerous
Poison that must safely and wisely be handle,
In order to avoid irreparable scandal.
It is your sharper sword, a very, very impeteous

Sword that cannot only kill your enemy
But also, if wrongly used, knife you without mercy.
Money, despite all, can give one autonomy,
Will defitely provide a real independency

To the person using it wisely. Money cannot
Bring happiness, but can contribute to obtain
A very better life. It means that money is an ingot
Of gold that can contribute to happiness, I am certain.