Everything is valued

For what people say it’s worth

The roads are made of pavement

About as valuable as dirt


Anything can make a road

Diamonds even gold

But what matters is its value

Declared by the amount for which it is sold


But if everything was switched

Maybe just for a day

Would roads be made of diamond?

Would rings be made of clay?

Would the poor eat like the wealthy?

The wealthy like the poor?

If money was worth nothing

Would we work anymore?


The world could be destroyed

Or it may be saved

If we redefined value

Just for a day


This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world
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