POEMS By Mark Young

THE GREEN STUFF

By Mark Young

Everyone wants more money
I want more money
You want more money
We want to be wealthier

I can work more hours for more money
I can get a second job for more money
I can get a third job for more money
I can be wealthier

The more I work the wealthier I become
I can afford that shiny new red sports car
The bills are easy to pay
My standard of living increases

I have little time with my family
My health diminishes
My quality of life decreases
My happiness fades away.

Perhaps money isn't everything
Perhaps happiness is
Do I really want more money?
Maybe, maybe not.