Ode to Money

December 2, 2011
Soaring down the hills of ambition
Conquering a substance so pure
Like a sea as rich as gold
Brings life to dreams as pretty as jewels
Traveling around the world full of rips and folds
Nicknamed racks or band
Some valued as much as dirt
Thrown in rivers, oh my dear good luck
Burnt with steel for authenticity
Given to men in exchange for work
When I leave you struggle
Like a man who slipped and couldn’t give up
Money is a physical piece of achievement

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