"money money money"
I dream of the day
That money is gone
There is no such thing
I dream of that day
I pray for the day
That money lives only
In our history books
A distant anomaly
I wait for the day
That the idea of value
Is tied to something else
Entirely
Why did they wait so long?
They will ask
It was so clear its' time had come
What was the point of an endless drive
To accumulate wealth in so few peoples hands
Why didn't the rich people realise
It was a fools errand?
Why couldn't even the poor people see
They didn't need it to survive
Value is something beyond currency
Value is for something special
That we can not print
We can not make
We can not easily replace
I value my life
My time
My freedom
My friends
And family
I value the green grass
The
magnificant forests
The clean blue sea
The beautiful clear sky
There was a time
It will come again
We will yearn for
Meaning
, real meaning.
Hoarding hoarding hoarding
boring boring boring
Waste waste waste
Taking taking taking
Me me me
What is this place?
More more more
Mine mine mine
How can we change?
I dream of the day
That it all goes away
Burn it burn it burn it
Lets value another way!
I pray for the day