The Love Of Money

Money’s the goal to which we’re driven;
its fruits we long to embrace;
ignoring the Love, our Master’s given;
we seek, with money, to replace.

Some would say, it’s not money we seek;
but those things that money can buy.
Such arguments aren’t at all unique;
but poor ones on which to rely.

Some think money gives them security;
giving them things, that others can’t take;
unfortunately, they’re lacking maturity;
such thoughts are a serious mistake.

Only what God’s given, can you rely;
any man, makes a cruel master;
and once you make an effort to defy;
you’ll find the meaning of disaster.

Money has become god of this place;
dictating all we may do and say.
All kings of this world are a disgrace;
but will always have their way.

For their money is behind all you own;
they calculate the taxes you’ll pay;
enjoy all your property and home;
for they’ll have it back, someday.

We entered this world with nothing;
we’ll leave it, with the same;
in case you think I’m just bluffing;
your love of money’s to blame.