Rain Money

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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