RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WEALTH
Money
Those who think about money most
Are those who do not have it
(at least, not enough of it)
Those who have the most money
(enough to toss it away on toys
and games and playthings)
Never have to think about it at all
Money grows from the ground
They plant their feet upon
Like potatoes and root vegetables
They hire day labor to water and tend
And the famine never comes
One day however the famine will come
And the people with all the money
Will learn to count and recount
And tend to their own piece of land
When that day comes
Money will lose its meaning
People with grit and character
Will rise to rule the earth
While the people with money
Will fall and fade away
