Poem 3 (Hour 3) Qundeel

“Fake Riches”

Is love the right of only rich?
The person who has drowned in money
Gold and property are key of admiration
But internally, he is hollow
Hollow like an empty skeleton
I don’t want to be rich like that!

People spend life in collections
Collection of material things only
Their standard is just to show off
New houses, tops and world tours
Are they attained much riches?
Or trying to hide their skeleton face
Mask after mask, only they have to do.
I don’t want to be rich like that

They have everything not time.
They have wealth, not health
Are they foolish or really fine
Spending everything, couldn’t earn time.
Cessation of time, felt by a poor hat
I don’t want to be rich like that.

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