When The Money Is Right

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dollar profits gone. And the purpose of one's life, Goes misunderstood. Or never comprehended, As life should be... A priority. And on the top of one's agenda. If lived and embraced. When the money is right... Everybody with it wants to play big shot, All day! All night! When the money is right... Everybody's ripe, To splurge and feed their appetites. When the money is right... Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry, With no where to sleep or eat at night. When the money is right... Those who have it, Take delight to see others in blight. When the money is right... Greed is hard to fight. And needs of the helpless, Becomes an oversight. Dollar profits gone. And the purpose of one's life, Goes misunderstood. Or never comprehended, As life should be... A priority. And on the top of one's agenda. If lived and embraced. But when it fades away, People feel and looked disgraced. As if embarrassed and filled with hate. And with an emptiness inside that takes place... They then create racist activities, Seething to draw someone's blood to bleed. With an irateness baited to please. Shown with those of insecurities... Without resources from others to squeeze! When the money is right... Everybody with it wants to play big shot, All day! All night! When the money is right... Everybody's ripe, To splurge and feed their appetites. When the money is right... Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry, With no where to sleep or eat at night. When the money is right... Those who have it, Take delight to see others in blight. When the money is right... Greed is hard to fight. And needs of the helpless, Becomes an oversight. A selfishness bites... Whether money is right, Or not! Oh...oh! Oh...oh! When the money is right... Everybody's ripe, To splurge and feed their appetites. When the money is right... Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry, With no where to sleep or eat at night. When the money is right... Those who have it, Take delight to see others in blight. When the money is right... Greed is hard to fight. Oh...oh...oh. When the money is right... Greed is hard to fight. Oh...oh...oh. When the money is right, Few have sleepless nights! With dreams of making, And taking it!

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