IT

Its bind is relentless

Not enough is wanting more

More is an alluring power

That is a neverending score

If we only knew it has ruined many souls

For its worth is not our value

That we place in how much we hold

If we have none we are thought worthless

Our value based on a thing

It does not feel or breathe

Nor fill a basic need

If only we could see we need it not to live

Everything is here on Earth

For our God to give

Happiness is within ourselves

Let it out to be seen

Never let it be determined by how much you hold of the Green.

Tari True