I made plans to take it all,
and ended up with nothing..
The greed made me blind,
not able to see what was actually coming.
Green turned to black,
empty and deep…
Filled up with nothing…
Jealousy, envy and hate,
has been written all over our money.
Planning and scheming, barbaric
and vicious, is saying it bluntly..
Worried only of myself,
and the results ended up being funny..
Ironic actually, for the love
of the money…
Willing to take chances,
or whatever it may be..
Not worried about anyone else,
now I’m gone,
wishing somebody would worry about me…
By Angel Perez