Money

God, why does this world have to use Money?

Money

Blinds people

Robs people

Smites people

Kills people

Money mean privilege

Money means options

And money

Is very good

At collecting

In only one somebody’s hands

You don’t ask to be born

Rich or Poor

But the money

(or lack thereof)

You’re born into

Is the deciding factor

For the rest of your life.

In a world without money

Maybe we’d all get to do the things we want

And finally start breaking down

Those boundaries

That keep us down.