Currency

Currency: By Noah Toaso

From Life to Death

Riddled with stress

Wide Open eyes 

Closed lonesome breath 

Dreams of freedom

Freedom to express

Mind a kingdom

Plagued to suppress

Damage is done 

I do suppose 

Life is fun

Every one knows

Greed runs everything 

Pain has shown 

People are hungry

Not for food

But for urgency 

Now’s the time

No more currency