choices we make
So many lives dictated by the paper
But money leaves a sour taste to savour
Do we ever see the cost of the green
With loved ones gone No longer seen
Only at night does the loneliness creep
Even with a balance so cozy you still can’t sleep
so at the crossroads choose wisely
Because wrong you just might be
(2015)
Maybe we could all focus on what we really need rather than what we want?
