Tormented souls captured by greed
The search for riches always a dead end
Fortunes gained through deception and lies
Happiness gleaned from let’s pretend
Gold and silver are cold to the touch
Only love can warm the heart
Friendships bought from shallow friends
Relationships ended before they start
Fancy cars and houses so large
Status symbols for those with many a secret
Years pass as do their morals
Simply road signs on promises not broken yet
Plastic cards in platinum and gold
Limits way beyond all possible need
To outdo others that are so similar
Teaching youngsters to follow their lead
Rich or poor are same as black and white
Each distinctively different than the other
No matter the platitudes or acceptance
Never a doubt each had a different mother
When life does pass we are all the same
No spirit can wear a fine ensemble
We each must know the value of our lives
For we take nothing where we will all go
