Money Money Money

Easy 'tis to say, money's not all, mere words in the worldly dance,

Yet in this age, 'tis true indeed, sans wealth, life finds no chance.

Money erases hunger, and veils the body, this coinage of circumstance,

A roof above, a shelter high, a must, this wealth's advance.

Books or medicines, virtues or sins, life's ledger in finance,

Necessity is this currency, for the journey's circumstance.

A toy brings laughter, gold tempts allure, each with its own stance,

Great glory lies in wealth's embrace, uniting hearts in life's expanse.

Gatherings flourish, feasts prepared, a celebration's grace,

In its absence, hosting becomes a challenge, a tough race.

Power resides in the currency that weighs on all,

In courtrooms, it speaks, and in police stations, it stands tall.

In wealth, companions abound, but poverty stands alone,

Filled pockets are essential for all relationships to be sown.

From God, I pray, may all become deserving and able,

It's a great shame to live as a beggar, just to put food on the table.

If you possess wealth, aid the needy with your hand,

Sincere prayers echo, and blessings fill your treasure land.