Money

a poem by Jonasdoss

It is made from the waste dumb,
Or it is made from the recycled,
Or it is because of the invention of the chinese.
It is called paper.
Later on turned into money,
Money made from the paper,
Which we human being throw into the waste bin.
The ordinary paper gets the huge value,
when it is has the picture of our leaders.
Money is the cause of all sins,
Money is the cause of all abominations,
Money destroys ones behaviour,
Money makes a person sick, when he is cheated.
Do money make the real world?
Can money buy the real love?
Can money make the real life?