Posts Tagged With: money
I was thinking if debt
Is a hidden meaning for death
Same as in fact all money
are to some only funny.
Is the paradox of our life
Every day in our hands as knife
Cutting off the reality we should live
By making us sleepy for money to strive?
We should step aside from the crowd for a while
And try to walk alone only a mile
And the price of a banknote to try to consider
And to discover the real intention of the bidder.
We are trapped here in our own cage
Where insane is thought to be every sage
Who speaks silent, or sometimes weird
Showing of nothing he is feared.
But as one said before the dawn of the new year
one is as universal law very clear:
Time is moving fast and the people are changed
But also there are such who change time so strange.
And the time is now…