Money is the root of all problems,
Such words are reserved for the rich,
Characters of high charisma and value,
You and I, might fall in the above category or not,
Time is the witness for that glorious journey,
Is money a problem or a solution,
Now that is a dilemma for a regular person,
Never would anyone let go of making easy money,
It is just as lucrative for the poor or not alike,
Con artists do pry on this one pattern of behaviour,
Rats race to gain more coins is a never-ending tale,
Looking at the glitter we let our morals,
Seep down through the society’s gutter,
Running towards our inevitable end,
Do not mind my words for what they are,
Random sentences pretending to be a poem,
More or less like me, who is not a rat,
Trailing through this race for the glitter,
Routing my problems aside with money.