More About Money
There's got to be a lotWork hard though remember
Oh God I forgot
Money is the currency of the poor
Information is the currency of the rich
Suffering is the currency of the enlightened
So I tell everyone
And I tell you
Find something better
and I'll believe in you too.
Sacrifice is the faith of the servant
Sacrifice is hard to do
Until you fine there is something to do
You do all you can
Knowing is vain
To have hated so much
That P word
that rhymes with vain
So stand up tall
Stand up proud
You've made it my child
Survived your own scars
Hehe
Who said life is fun
Who said it is neat
Who said it blows
Right under my feet
So take something to not care
Take something to go numb
Take it all
Poetry by Grant
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Written on 2009-09-24 at 04:43
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