We are living in the age of our paper god it does seem
Where our emphasis on money is to say the least extreme
You are judged in the value in money of your home and your car
Though this does not tell us of the sort of person you are
Though moneywise wealthy spiritually quite poor the millionaires of the town
Who never spare a thought for the financially poor and the mentally down
Though admired by many what does this really say
Of most people in their human values of today
Nowadays truly selfless people are in the few
And this is not saying in any way what is new
To the gods of their religion billions of people kneel to pray
But to many their god is of paper today
Winning is the thing everybody does choose
In a world where for one to win big many have to lose.
- Author: duggantherhymer ( Offline)
- Published: September 29th, 2023 05:00
- Category: Unclassified
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