Curse of Money

Although we can't live without it, it brings a lot of pain, A root of all evil, that drives us insane. Brothers separate because of it, people do all sorts of things, Just to have more of it, and feed their endless cravings' rings. Many died young because of trauma, caused by the lack of it, My sister wanted to go to school, but couldn't, because of the debt. Those who have it, don't share, those who have it, don't give, Money, money, creates grudges, and a world that's hard to live. People bewitch each other, because of it, killing each other too, The painful thing is, it doesn't fall from trees, you have to work hard for it, it's true. Can it be love before money? Can we use it to bind love? Why so much power to money, why so much love for money, than human lives above? Many are being sacrificed, for others to become rich, Their blood, sweat, and tears, are the price of someone else's niche. We're living in a world, where money is the king, But at what cost, oh, at what cost, do we keep on singing? Can we find a way, to make love the priority? To use money, as a tool, to bind humanity? Can we learn to share, to give, and to care? Or will we keep on living, in a world that's unfair? Let's rethink our valu