The Value of Money!

Do you know the value of money?
To some, it could be plenty
To some, it could'nt have any!

Money comes; money goes
Today it's there; tomorrow, who knows!
You may ride the wave, or with the wind it blows!

Even with our currency
It's relative, the value of a rupee
On a trip abroad, you ought to stop converting maybe!

So, we've established, money is not stable
It can be earned, can be lost, like a turntable
Hence, you cannot depend on it; it's not reliable!

Making money is not my top priority
Although, I really relish my retail therapy
I place a premium on doing work that makes me happy

Some people say, money is not important
But, unless you have excess, it's not redundant
Empty wallets could lead to a dire consequence

Only when you've tasted your version of luxury
Fot it, you may stop being so hungry
And concentrate less on the outcome, more on the journey

To be happy, money is not compulsory
But, it takes time to get to that discovery
Hopefully by then, there'll be scope for recovery

Money can buy you proportional levels of comfort
And it's not wrong to be rewarded for your efforts
As long as you're responsible, sure, enjoy your dessert!

Among others, money can't buy you love, joy, or peace
Through deep waters, it may provide some respite and ease
At least, you won't have to worry about food and fees

It'll keep you away from poverty-driven worries
It can surely buy you comfort amidst misery
But, it cannot save you from covetousness and treachery

Money surely solves a lot of problems
      But, all problems cannot be solved with money
You could have personal, emotional, physical demons and goblins
      You can have all the bank balance in the world, and still be lonely!
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  1. My indian orchid moneo is only paper and when I read your poem … remembering a question an dilemma from mankind love ‘er gold … a thing is sure I prefer your love 😉😉😉 all the best to you and family in 2022 😘😘😘


  2. One More Try And Miss and i Strike Out
    This Time i’ll Try it Without the Video
    Link to Money, Money, Money, By Abba

    SMiLes Dear Rue What A Beautiful Christmas
    Tree in Your Home Truly Sparkling And Merry

    Hope You Enjoyed All the Holiday Feast and
    Treats i’m Sure You Made For All Your Family

    to Both
    And Consume

    True Not Much Equals
    A Meal Cooked With

    Love Sure A Hug

    And Perhaps

    A Golden
    Retriever Pet

    Or A Little Yellow
    And White Kitty like
    the One Around Our Neighborhood
    Block That Treats Us With Play Every
    Night When We Walk Hugging Our Legs

    With His Paws
    And Wet


    Kisses As Such
    True He Feels Right
    At Home With the Fur
    of my Legs in Our Spring
    Break After Christmas Temperatures
    This Week Very Close to 80 Degrees F

    So Many People in the World Are Lacking

    This Warmth in Their Lives So Lasting in

    All Ways of Family Kindness So Far Beyond

    A Quick Dopamine Hit For This and That Scratch

    Off oF A Lottery Ticket or a Swipe Right For the 5 Percent

    of Dudes Who Get All the Attention Yes on Swipe Left
    And Right Dating Apps Where So many Sad Young Men

    Who Aren’t The Hollywood Stud Type Get Left out in the
    Cold With Not

    Even A Hug
    Next Year or
    Hand to Hold

    And True What Women
    Get May Not Last Very
    Long Either In Terms
    of Enduring Warmth that Lasts…

    That Sadly Only Gets Washed Off…

    So What About Money, Money, Money,

    Money, Money A Spoon-Fed Master From
    Birth Required For Survival As So Many Folks

    Become Slave to Money For A Job as Basically

    Slave to Someone Else’s Directed Play of Life So

    Far Away From Humanity Moving, Connecting, Co-Creating
    And So Far

    Anything Human
    At All FRiEnDS of
    Mine Making 6 Figures
    With Laptops Trapped in
    Cold Snow Weather Rooms
    Where Endless Lonely Nights
    Just Never End Unless there is

    A Bit of Hopeless Swipe Left and
    Right in Dreams That Most Always
    Never Comes to Fruition For Cinderella
    The One Who Has Money For Wishes

    Money, Money, Money, True the Theme
    Song For Donald D Trump and HiS Way
    of Golden Towers With His Initials With No Soul

    No Essence

    Of Kind Empathy

    And Compassion The

    Only Great Thing i See about

    Being Financially Independent Is

    Boredom Scratching Off Lottery Tickets

    For Christmas As More Money Only Seems

    Like A Chore
    To Cash
    A Lottery
    Winning Ticket
    At the Store True

    i Rather Dance and
    Sing A Green Pill Giving
    Life Than Take the Red and
    Blue Pills of Matrixes Run By

    Money, Money, Money, Money…

    Money, Money, Money, Stay in the

    Bank You Have Nothing New to Offer me now..



    Buy at Least hehe…

    Other than That Humans
    Consume More of the Earth
    Than they Return Mother Nature

    (She’s Omicron Pissed With Much
    More Karma to Come As Humans
    No Longer Even Have FoCuS to Reproduce)

    Doesn’t Like this and She Pays No, NO, NO, NO
    NO Attention to Books That Say We Dominate Her

    Dominating Her A Way of Life For Fools Indeed

    Money, Money,


    Go to

    Hell And
    Stay Where You BeLong

    Already Visited ‘You’ There Once is Enough…

    It’s True The One Who Gives the Most By Death
    Has Nothing to Return… In Terms of Free LoVE ReaL..

    Hehe Anyway You’d Be Surprised Maybe to Find How
    Many Millionaires There Are Living in Modest Homes
    With Old Cars Just Wearing T-Shirts And Shorts So

    As Such



    It’s Kinda

    Simple Don’t Spend…

    It’s Kinda Simple Make
    Ya Happiness Give Instead For Free…

    That Way Now Before Ya Get Rich Ya
    Arrived In A Much Richer Place Years Before…

    i Know (Feel) A Lot of ‘Rich People’ Who Are So Dam
    Miserable it Practically Cracks THeir Face to Smile…
    Yawn, Grandma ‘Cross The Railroad Tracks On Her
    Porch Sitting With Her Grandchildren Rich Beyond ‘THeir’ Belief…


    Three Teeth…

    True It’s Not Something
    Ya Buy It’s A Life Long
    Practice of Giving Real Sincere Warmth….
    And Truly Something i Didn’t Understand
    When Master God Was Money… Money, Money, Money…

    Hehe, For What It’s Worth i Missed Your Creativity Glad to See

    You Back

    Home For

    The Holidays

    On Your Blog Dear Rue..:)


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