World

Tue, 03/17/2020 - 16:41 -- RB15

When we were young
We were so childish
We loved to dream
To sing, to dance
And never worried about a thing

Now that we have grown up
We are still childish
We still have big dreams
But does it come true?

Our dreams are awesome
We can make it come true
If we become millionaires

What happened to this world?
All we think about is money, money and money
Is there nothing else left
Just money

Because of money we are greedy,
selfish and have high ego
Are we even humans?

To make us happy we need money
Not family or friends
Our egos are so high
that we are blinded by money
Is that the life we want?

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