Money boy…

Money boy

chasing you all the way

hoping always you are there besides me..

Am not your boy friend

Nor your girl friend

so why am chasing you

All can be bought by money

but.. peace and happiness

Why am I chasing you

Why all are chasing you…

Money boy…

An echo comes ‘am clueless too.. why so much hype around me.. they hoard me.. they make me move from one pocket to other.. one bank to other.. am just a piece of note..

value you created out of me..

why cannot you create a value for your own self then poor me.. a non emotional object

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