Money, Money, Money!

 Money  is  our M                                     

Our hero/heroine/God here

It  goes opening the doors

Getting  anything

And everything

Before long

All enter money’s kitty!

Man being it’s

Most prized possession

It is he who makes the

Money a prized possession!

Love? Yea!

It tilts ‘Haves’ balance

Over have nots  in the race for love.

Yet true love is

Unchained to M

Many yearn

Still many worship

This craze called currency

It reigns supreme

As world’s leading deity

God comes second only to

In fan following.

But lo! M is not a peace merchant

Peace remains unbuyable.

Death seals the transactions

Once and for all.

Love, peace and death

Do not fall into the M chain

Exposing the limitation to buy

Still our M trundles on gamely

Latching onto other buyables.

-Mohan Sanjeevan