The Roots of All-Evil

Tue, 07/30/2013 - 15:41 -- DATONYA

What’s big, mean, and green – money!

Yah, you can’t use that to buy happiness honey.

 Once it’s in your hands, a tingly sensation expands, and then you began to think Oh man don’t I have some good plans for later.

 In an instant, your world spends, free time becomes shorter as your number of friends heightens, and your grip around your money tightens.

 Then the words ‘’ I need more’’, dances around in your mind and you find yourself walking in that line down the road called greed and selfishness.

 People starving, the poor getting poorer, and the rich getting richer. Yet your pocket gets bigger, and you refuse to give more to help brighten the future.

 You seep into that dark pool full of evil desires and countless fools, but always remember my friend, what’s good for a man to gain the whole world and lose his soul.

 Just to let you know, that green tree in your garden that hinders the peace in your mind, allow yourself to redefine what it means to be equal, prosper by helping others, and deprive yourself from the roots of all evil.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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