Money

in #poetry7 years ago

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Money

Fuck Money.
Money took my mind away,
Money divided me.

Money locked my soul away.
Money writhe at me,
Money spat on me.

Journey brought me back.
Purpose brought me back.
Lack brought me back.

Pretend it's 2001.
Money is a tool.
That we don't need anymore.

by Jarryon Paul

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