The Money Rhymes

So many are scuttling around right before their gone,

Nobody wants to be a Neo more like many of none.

Keeping your head down, not drawing any attention,

The bigger questions never get a grandiose mention.

Assailants shapeshift then disappear into the dead of night,

Believers are always praying that everything will just be alright.

These are unprecedented, totally turbulent and concerning times,

I write about pain and struggle but you only want the money rhymes.