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A Poem About Money

Broke & Happy

By Maggie HannaPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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There's an issue with society,

it's called money.

Currency.

Cash.

It drives us,

except we need it to drive,

so we walk instead.

Too bad the air is money too.

It's what we breathe,

but it's pollution

contaminating our minds,

our souls,

our spirits.

There's a scarcity of segregation,

but separation is essential.

Why is our circumstance contingent on currency?

Why does it indicate our identity?

Why do dollars decide our disposition?

Can't I be broke and happy?

I've decided to be broke and happy.

I'm broke.

I'm happy.

If you enjoyed reading this and would like to help make me a little less broke, please leave a tip! Thanks so much. :)

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Maggie Hanna

Just a college student trying to live my best life :)

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