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  157.     

Wisdom On Money

Up on a mountain I asked a sage
To speak to me about money and he said:

Money: that tainted thing?
One says, "It's everything! "
Another says, "It isn't everything! "
For the poor, "It's a blessing! "
For the rich, "It's a trapping! "

The greed for money is evil
The corrupted sell their souls to the devil!
Money is made by some fools
For some money make them fools!
Money could be of great value
Owner may not have character or values
For some money talks
For some debts stalk
You could work hard for salary
Meanwhile lose your precious family
You could work hard to amass wealth
But you can't buy health!
Poor health can be costly
Meanwhile doctors become wealthy
Good brains may not have lots of money
Some wealthy, but do not good brains!
With money self-importance is misplaced
Without money you become displaced!
You may stretch your money
But snaps when you don't have any!
Some with what they have, manage out
Others get a heart attack when money runs out!
You can be rich and famous
But not find happiness!

Money could buy you a wife
Money and woman get married for life
She could walk out when there is strive
A woman looks for a man with a strong will
In her favour, wants a written will!
Love thrives when there's money for expenses
But love strives when are debts and losses
A woman could own shoes, a thousand pairs,
But her feet could, at any one time, wear only a pair
Money can buy an expensive apartment
But cannot buy a home with contentment
Money can buy lots of presents
But not the love from children
Money can buy lots of roses
Yet end up as love losers

Pausing, the sage continued
As my eyes on him was glued:

Money can't buy friends
Only acquaintances!
Money must be your servant
Never a servant of money!

Sitting at the feet of this saint of a man
With joy in my heart I left as a wiser man

17.10.2014
 
Paul Sebastian

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  158.     

Don'T Only Focus On The Money

When you go for the money,
You'll be selling your soul.
And when one goes for just the money,
The heart turns cold.
So don't focus on the money,
Don't.
Don't only focus on the money,
Don't.

Bling is nice but there's more to life.
Don't focus on the money,
Don't.
Open your mind with bright wide eyes,
To take a ride that will excite you.
With a view to greater heights.
So...
Don't focus on the money,
Don't.
No don't you focus on the money,
Don't.

When you go for the money,
You'll be selling your soul.
Don't focus on the money,
Don't.

Don't let your heart grow old and cold.
Don't focus on the money,
Don't.
So...
Don't you focus on the money,
Don't.
No don't you focus on the money,
Don't.
So...
Don't you focus on the money,
Don't.
No don't you focus on the money,
Don't.

Don't only focus on the money,
Don't.
No don't you focus on the money,
Don't.
So you just don't focus on the money,
Don't.
So you just don't focus on the money,
Don't.
No don't you focus on the money,
Don't.
Don't only focus on the money,
Don't.

'I feel funny when I don't have any money.'

Don't focus on the money,
Don't.
Don't only focus on the money,
Don't.
Don't you only focus on the money,
Don't.

Don't keep your focus on the fact that you always stay broke.
Don't focus on the money,
Don't.
Don't only focus on the money,
Don't.
Don't stay focused on the money,
Don't!
Don't keep your focus on the fact that you always stay broke.
Don't focus on the money,
Don't.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar

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  159.     

Money

Dedicated to user Travis Richardson and my old friends.

I want money,
Money to buy honey,
Or money to get a bunny;
Money is sweet,
And with it there'd be no reason to cheat,
Because whatever I did, I wouldn't be beat;
Money is power,
I can make other people cower,
In fear of being thrown into a mud shower;
Money is wealth,
It keeps me in health,
'Cos I don't have to go raound in stealth;

But money is bad,
It can make you sad,
By spending all that you had;
Money is sour,
Like a weed, not a flower
That gets worse by the hour;

Mostly, money is a kiss,
If you use it properly it won't go amiss,
And you could be living in bliss.

This was my first under-15 mins good poem on my own, I hope you liked it. I would like some money, but don't want to use it badly. I may or may not have ripped off some bits from other people; I'm not sure.Any part - or all - of this could possibly encompass a lot of people's ideas about money.
 
Shan Superguy

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  160.     

If It Was About A Lot Of Money

If it was about a lot of money...
My mind would be,
Trimmed in dollar bills.
With-my-thoughts-on a million of them,
And a caring less of my fellowman.

And if it was about a lot of money...
I'd ignore,
Every two cents made.
By anybody wanting to deliver to me,
Any consciousness attached to common sense.

If it was about a lot of money.
If it was about a lot of money.
If it was about a lot of money...
I wouldn't be concerned about the suffering seen.

And if it was about a lot of money.
If it was about a lot of money.
And if it was about a lot of money...
My eyes wouldn't cry when I see these scenes.

If it was about a lot of money...
My mind would be,
Trimmed in dollar bills.
With-my-thoughts-on a million of them,
And a caring less of my fellowman.

If it was about a lot of money...
I'd ignore,
Every two cents made.
By anybody wanting to deliver to me,
Any consciousness to instigate.

If it was about a lot of money.
If it was about a lot of money.
If it was about a lot of money...
I wouldn't be concerned about the suffering seen.

I'd fill my pockets and get away!
If it was about a lot of money.
I'd fill my pockets each and everyday.
If it was about a lot of money.
I'd fill my pockets and get away!
If it was about a lot of money.
I'd fill my pockets up and run the other way.
If it was about a lot of money.

If it was about a lot of money.
If it was about a lot of money.
And if it was about a lot of money...
There wouldn't be a single word I would say.
I wouldn't have concerns or feel this way.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar

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