Hail hail.
All glory be
To the Almighty Dollar
That validates me.
Nothing can keep a soul chasing
Or a heart pining
Quite like money.
What else can elevate you to the stars
When you possess it
And leave you for dead in the dumps
In its absence?
Is there a more potent drink known to man
Than the heady experience
Of coming into sudden riches?
Is there a deeper sense of insecurity
Than poverty?
Few things are more capable in this life,
Of disfiguring a human soul
Quite like a deep trust in money,
An identity shaped by a bank balance,
A sense of worth dictated by a payslip.
We worship the Almighty Dollar
To our own demise-
For it is an unforgiving god
And a raging task master
A savage judge and a ruthless jury –
Enslaving us to our passions
Putting a price tag to our very existence,
Reducing the worth of human life
To mere dollars and cents.
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