The Evils Of Money


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THE EVILS OF MONEY

 

Or … as Chaucer would have said …
‘Radix malorum est cupiditas.’

Give me more –
I’ll spend it
Take it away –
I’m stressed.
Plenty by far –
I’ll lend it.
Show it off –
You’re impressed.

When lucre
becomes an obsession
Then life
Goes out of the door;
When penury
hits with depression,
I cry out –
What else is life for?

It’s not having
That is the obsession
It’s Loss that
Has brought on this fear.
What has caused my affliction,
My spirit’s constriction,
This stifling addiction,
and without contradiction,
It is knowing that now,
Somewhere and somehow,
I’ve breached my limit,
Dismantled my spirit.

For to my great cost
I have completely lost
That winning ticket.
For, Jiminy Cricket,
I know now I can’t win it.

I’ll never be sane
Not ever again
For I never will find
or retrieve peace of mind
That small slip of paper
That fortune creator
That millionaire-maker
That few extra quid
That from me was hid.
I by fate was denied
‘Agonistes’ I cried.

Oh. Let me now lie
Where the poor people lie
And let it be said,
‘He was grossly misled.’

May it say on my grave
‘He, to lucre a slave,
by its loss was enraged.
He’d rather be dead
Without his Mercedes,
Just pushing up daisies
In the gardens of Hades.’

 

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8 thoughts on “The Evils Of Money

  1. Wow Roland, it does not seem as if yu took a break at all. This is a strong and true poem
    depicting a big ill in our society where possessions and status are more fought for than
    peace and harmony.
    I have written several poem on this subject but never been pleased with them so it was a delight to hear your eleoquent one.
    Thank you.
    miriam

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  2. A good romp. I once bought my wife a batch of lottery tickets for her Christmas stocking. Of 30 possible numbers, not one came up. I’ve never bought another, before or since 🙂

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  3. A great piece of poetry Roland and a lot in there for reflection. One of the things that hit me in my time with the police was no matter how little or how much money people have they all experience similar problems, it is just the scale that differs. We enter life without a penny and leave it in the same state.

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