As I earn more money
my  wealth grows
desires unfulfilled
 get done in  rows

life changes
world seems renewed
all the hard bark on life’s tree 
seems finely chewed.

The spring of life
passes in the gold hunt
as age dawns on me
I begin to feel the brunt

Appetite gone
Libido reduced
youth and beauty
to make-up induced

dwindling health
Increased medical bills
money caters for them all
I live but on pills.

phobic anxiety
heart dissatisfied
everything seems to be
depression-tied.

To a lone place
for a simpler life
In search of love & peace
never ends my strife.

Money matters
but not for long
All is left behind when
tam-tams the final gong.

Time has seen
the end of all
high or low
rise and fall like a wall.