BENJAMINS

Money, currency.

 The addiction it evokes from all people.

tears families apart and ruins lives.

there's never enough

to go around.

 Half the people

who don't deserve a cent 

 possess the greatest sums of it 

while those who should have riches untold

live like beggars

because they give it all away.

The materialistic and appearence-oriented lives

 we all have fallen in place to lead.

At one time,

life used to be about

people,

love,

friendship,

company.

Now it's about fast cars, 

bigger and better tv sets,

houses with a personal movie theater

so you can show off

all your goodies

to all of your shallow friends.

People can be bought.

They can be bought for sex.

They can be bought just to stand next to you

and make you feel good about yourself.

They can be bought to turn a blind eye

on all the crimes you have committed

and return a

 murderer,

rapist,

thief,

to the same

dirty streets they came from.

This monster

called Hollywood

coats our dreams

with stick-thin siloeuttes

donning a second pair of insect eyes

 with a fistful of money

and a heart full of selfishness.

 Bigger and better,

all we want is

 more, more, more.

When and where does it end?

Maybe we are all

in need of some change

but not the kind

that jingles in a pocket.

Everything

is easier said

than done, but we're

still tongue-tied.

Lost  in a world of idolatry.

Hopefully, one day

we will realize our mistakes.

We will pick up all of those we have

Stepped on

in order to get to

where we are today and

a p o l o g i z e.

Remember who we love

and why we love them.

And then the whole world,

no matter how great a sum

of riches,

fame.

& glory,

it may offer,

could ever

tear us away

from them again.