MONEY SICKNESS SYNDROME

I live in a world infested
By Money Sickness Syndrome.
A world where every penny counts,
“Money matter” They say.
Where politicians wants to be in for cause of looting
Not  cause of serving as manifestato enticingly proclaim,
Carting away national spoils


A world where what Lass believe in is money
Lads understand this language so well they give their penny
To dip their pennies in honey pots.
They say “all what women understand is money”.
A world where Lass use what they have to get what they want
"No money, No love” is a daily slogan


Where global youngs accumulates  pleasure in robbing
And pride in cyberfraud .
They cruise around in ill-gotten wealth
Spend lavishly in the ocean of crime
 With the name “Big Boys in town”
I am a big boy but one with earned credibility


A world of extramarital affairs for insatiable materials
A world where mothers and daughters throw fists for sugar daddy
Father and son fight for Cougar 

In my world money is master and most are its loyal servants.
Motivated and controlled by it
Running rat race but going no where
Living but not living

Even in its abundance, many still suffer
It doesn’t answer all you know?
Contentment the antiviral is not farfetched
Yet many embrace Money Sickness Syndrome
My world is ruled
By money