Save your Soul

Can you see the blood on your hands?
The dreams that you have destroyed.
They were your dreams, your identity;
And happy with the monster you have created?
All the money earned as an undertaker.

Ask yourself what have you achieved,
As you enjoy all the materialistic necessity.
How does it feel to be a puppet with feeling?
Save your soul before drowning in the ocean of mediocrity.
Money won’t go to hell with you, ever.

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25 comments

  1. Money would lead you nowhere.
    I read just this poem.
    it is the heart that speaks. Vexed you are with money and its vices..
    Nice way to put your thoughts.
    keep writing. You are bound to achieve much fame.

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