Fleetingly Seen
The cycle always there
money in, money out
why is the latter
greater than the former
we despairingly shout
Whatever colour
your cash may be
it’s something
we only fleetingly see
The cycle always there
money in, money out
why is the latter
greater than the former
we despairingly shout
Whatever colour
your cash may be
it’s something
we only fleetingly see
As money comes, so it goes. We live in a consumerist society par excellence. Good poem.
I agree! I was paid today, saw the money go in, then out hence the poem 😊
That runs off like water today. Anyway, the verses came out the best
😊
Once in a while…… I too get the money in and out it goes in one day.
It was a great read as always.
Thank you! 😊