Money and greed a want or a need? Days spent chasing dollars robs life of vibrant colors. Nights alone, awash in possessions imprisons the brain with lonely obsessions. A lifetime building physical wealth takes a toll on mental health.
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Maranda Russell 
10 responses to “Poetry – Money and greed”
Absolutely right! Well said Maranda
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend
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it’s simply said that greed has no end. despite all the wealth they gained, human’s greed grows until the last interminable split second. and they seem every tree they see is gold…
great poem
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Thanks so much. I’m glad you could relate, even if it is a sad subject.
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O yes indeed, well said
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Thank you!
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Very welcome 🙂
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yesterday i read your great poem on – money and greed..
but I don’t know whether you have seen it..
congratulations!
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