Would it be trite for me to say that
Money is of no importance?
After all, we must transact
The basics of society,
And since the sense of simple
barter
Is antiquated in our time,
Seems little else is useful in
Acquiring life's necessities.
Sad that it's become the driving
force
Of all ambition's quest.
Sad replacement for the values
Honor gave nobility.
Graven image placed on altars,
Worshiped as a god on high,
Crass excuse, when all else fails,
For loss of sensibility.
Would that times were simpler,
When hope lived steadfast in each
heart,
And life was not a mockery of
Blaming others for our ills.
When the art of living off the land
Was still a possibility,
And life was not a cutthroat game
of
Money, moolah, dollar bills.
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