Money

you seem to be in love with money
than you are with me.
do it make you happy?
is it what you want?
money don't buy happiness,
so don't buy me.
you can't afford me.
only because i'm priceless.
i'm everything you want.
but, nothing that you can buy.
so ask yourself,
do money make you happy?
or were you blind sided by it?

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poem by Mona Martinez
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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