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Money The Depression
Money!
Many enough to express
So clear to describe success
Money!
Many enough to dispense
But so much of a sense to influence
A threat is what it impose
But inequality it keeps to dispose
Money!
Many enough
But ending sad from just a bluff
Addictional to the cirle vein
That emotions I left in to much pain
So long depression it took to retire
But death rescues a life from the fire
In that way one is away from the money
All a decisive percption that it is not funny
Yet generations descended by the draught
and the danger of money stays a thought
Until one is dead
depression is no more in bed
poem
by
Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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