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What makes the world go around?! (2002)


We often blink when we think,
What makes the world go around?
Is it money or power or new love found?
Money money money! That's what people say.
But if we look twice, we'll know,
there is more across the bay!
'Nay' people say, 'Its money alright'
But 'No' I say, 'They arent so bright'.
For they do not see the smile on the face of a child,
Nor do they see the magic of nature in all its might!
They often forget for what they shout out 'MONEY'
It is to make their loved ones have a life so sunny.
The bonds of love are more powerful than anything in the world,
but eyes of people, are often very blurred.
For they do not see the happness in the eyes of a mother,
nor the sister's adoration for her brother.
All they see is cold hard paper,
for which they can also be an apper,
in whom greed grows like a creeper.
Now you can see clearly
that people think, barely.
Cause they don't seem to see the difference at all!
So now can you tell me, what use is money?
If they cannot love any?
So I recommend, to love everyone my friend,
and then'll you'll know,
what really makes the World go around!
by, Teja Priyadarshini
Old Poetry - 2nd Aug 2002

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