money is so funny-poem i wrote in standard 10th

Money’s so funny

Has the desire to get some money ever put you on your mettle?

Perhaps it may be difficult to ake both ends meet .

One has to be discreet

And take life in the hands to make status disputes settle

Yes the poem’s ‘bout money,

Which is used for loaves and fishes,

And to get live long wishes

A piece of printed paper so great that makes money so funny.

How can a question be a million dollar one?

And monalisa’a smile a bit more?

It,s all man’s creation to rest on the oar.

And be wealthy and have the work done.

One who makes a pile

Is saluted by people

Though that rich is a wolf in the sheep’s clothing, a ripple

Of treasure always follows him and praises adds to his profile.

Treasure does not grow on tree

To get it you’ve to stick at nothin’,

(I am not kiddin’!)

and for the unscrupulous act you get honours for free

but beware, it becomes a mare’snest,

when te money you had is lost,

and you cant even bare your own cost!

People will give you a cold shoulder at their best.

What will you do with thy property,

Which you’ve earned by cookin’ the accounts?

You realize during your life’s last counts,

That by the cheats you’ve mad yourself dirty.

A coffin and a few square feet is all what is needed,

When death is near

And you are full of fear

Your eyes will be fully flooded

You’re born with nothin’

Just a mouth to smile,

And some moments to make a file

And then you gonna die with nothin’

So what is the struggle for ?

Is it for a car in which you could have a luxurious ride,

Or a house with great thoughtsto show of your pride,

Or a distinguished ceiling and a floor?……….

Prerak dharia