Rain Money
As paper money falls like rain
As it falls
It slowly shrinks, devalues and deflates
As it gradually fills those rich pockets first
Already bulging full
The raining money doesn’t reach you or me
Or those in poverty
The rain money doesn’t fall
To those in need
Who need rain money to feed and clothe
It doesn’t reach those on the hard cold ground
There is no rain money to be found
Yet, there is enough rain money
Way above to the shining golden sky
No rain money left for you and I
Or those in poverty
The rain money doesn’t fall to those in need
Who need rain money to feed and clothe
Where this rain money falls
Only those above me knows
Toria
13/8/2023
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