Time is Money

His mind; burdened with the future,

The past on his shoulders.

Running from his fiery Past

into the Future,

where money and happiness are abundant 

– or so he has been told.

Through the mist of the Present, 

a place where no man will


And breathe. 

Beauty is not uncommon here. 

Overshadowed by greed,

nothing to do but join

the Race.

Chasing money and material seems to

be the path most trodden,

I mean –

does there exist another?


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