Money matters.
Money makes money,
They make money,
We make money,
All make money,
Not only to live,
But to survive,
You need to strive,
You need to compete,
You need to innovate,
For anything to purchase,
You need to buy,
You need to sell,
For only to dwell,
Sometimes even yourself,
Sometimes they are others,
Your own brothers,
Of your own breed,
Without caste or creed,
You sell them for your own greed,
You become selfish,
And fish money to fulfill your wish,
But in doing so you forget good or bad,
And you feel sad,
And regret when it’s too late,
Remember always it’s better being early than late,
But if anything wrong is done to you,
You cannot forgive,
And tend to be punitive,
You can only forget and cannot forgive,
Because you cannot determine,
The difference between right or wrong,
And not at all strong,
To fight for the right,
Which is right,
Not only for you but for all,
If you are right you cannot fall,
Even if you do then too,
You are free without guilt,
You are strongly built,
You don’t care,
And tilt the world,
Which was earlier a nightmare,
And you paid fare,
For everything in the world,
Costs enough,
And people here are quite rough,
And unfair too,
In their approach,
They ten to poach,
And sometimes even kill,
To pay their bill,
They show their worth,
By killing on earth,
They pay bribes,
And sometimes even buy wives,
Keeping them under their knives,
All is done, just for fun,
And in this run,
They even use a gun,
Leaving none,
They sell their soul,
And become an owl,
Which cannot see during the day,
And they can see only dark but no ray,
They justify what is wrong,
They testify that they are strong,
Enough to rule by swords,
And not by words,
They act to enact,
Frame rules to keep themselves intact,
But they forget,
That nothing lasts for long,
How much you may be strong,
Everything has to end,
Well or unwell,
Choice is yours,
And you can only lend,
A helping hand or pointing finger,
You only linger,
And only regret,
When all have left,
Left you forever,
Now you cannot cover,
For losses you chose for yourself,
For profits you lost yourself,
One wrong decision can lead you nowhere,
Nowhere is the success,
Only distress,
For those who take shortcuts,
And afraid of failure,
Temptations lead to devil,
And you turn out to be evil,
You end up forming a disease,
Which needs cure,
To be pure,
To be at ease,
And to stay abreast,
You need guts,
And need to crack tough nuts,
That too within timeline,
You need to align,
Yourself towards your goal,
And play your role,
Using techniques which are right,
Without any fight,
You need to respect,
And not suspect,
Without proof,
As you can’t stay aloof,
Money is not life,
It is only a device,
That tones your life.