And is called The Money.. Well.. without Money life is nothing but is full of strife,
Well there are people who manage Tobe philosophical about it,
And by the way who are these??.. Well Let these be philosophically hit,
Let these be in whatever utopian world they like to be in & live on,
But to persist with real world all need Earned Money all upon,
And all by legal means.. And to obtain & sustain all & everything in life,
Money matters ofcourse.. But hai Paisa Hai Paisa that's what but a greedy knife,
That cuts & peels like butcher & whose life revolves having only Money,
At cost of relations.. No poor parent.. No poor peer..No Poor Loving Honey,
But only Money.. And the Greed of having Only this makes such What,
Glut.. Slut.. Greedy.. Kanjoos.. whatever.. But these shall never shut,
The Extreme Greed for Money at any cost & all costs,
Maybe conscience of these have gone rotten & burnt toast,
That can never be raised as way of celebrations in styles,
Money is the only criterion in their life to feel equal & versatile,
Poverty is a big big curse that I know & literally on each day I feel,
Money is Paramount I know & I haven't developed that greed that peels,
The skin.. The bare soul.. Know.. The Greedy uses the curse words,
And all to satiate own greed.. Greeds don't allow them to hear the mutely unheard,
Voice of conscience that might be saying to such.. Stop please stop,
Such do not... And may head to what destination.. Can any spot,
May be some can..May be God Can.. But can even God here prevails upon,
I don't think so.. Coz it's this myopic Maya that intoxicates such alone,
I wish I were a rich hence could had been in position to give some advice,
to these.. but I am not.. Hence I don't.. Though I have paid price..
To buy my Food Dear.. What did u think..😃
