we need to eat more than just gold

when the factories fail

and the ships dont sail

when the lines stop

and nothing is bought

when the offices grow dark

then will we mark

we need to eat more than just gold

if we ever truly intend to grow old

poets since time began

will remind you again and again

greed is not the way of life

it is the way of only strife

family is best

 why should you care

on what i share?

do you want me to fail?

to see my dreams derail?

whispers and ghosts

never friends to host

family is best

when all others are put to rest

the clock ticks ever on

so soon does our soul

ascend to effloresce

then fall to evanesce