As the plastic bills disintegrate 

We lose our faith in money

Not the same anymore 

Poison lit cigar with cash

A dollars worth not found in a dollar store

debt ridden in whose interest

Crumbling cash for charity 

Last vestiges of a bygone era

Tapping like we all suffer anxiety 

Every change a loss till clarity 

The question 

What are we invested in?

The royal we

All that be

Hardly can be invested 

In everyones benefit.

So we pick a tribe

Of parallel ideal,

Sometimes it feels 

Smaller than on paper.

It is for the appreciative few

We fight, we serve, we teach and sell

For these every effort a ripple 

To the world

Throwing pennies in a fountain.

Watch it pay dividends.

IkE/2024

Feels so good to

Be spitting and rhyming 

Feels sublime

When you hit that timing

Talk in phrases unphased refrain

Unconstrained by chains

Of acedemic striving

Set in my ways

You could call it surviving

Tasting the fruits of the labour I gave

Working for me means I'm never a slave

Spending out every penny I save

Saying shit like that is really showing my age

Wage raging against the debts, yesterday was a good time to start.

In my heart I see the parents you had

It is your fault you never grew up

Out of it

Success is a hungry persons reward

When your stuck on a razors edge you learn balance

Or suffering .

May you find the happiness 

Of moral contentment 

To hold your integrity as an asset

And a superb credit rating

A warm house

And a healthy family. 

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