Tuesday, May 31, 2016

P_s_b_l_t_

The heart of commerce
Where each one is going somewhere
Thus the ebb and flow continues
As I observe from where I remain

The very air seems so dear
I fear, it will be charged one day
With currency man invented
Where numbers will have sway

Likewise everything will have price
Only value will be different
It matters not, if you can sell
Be they seen or experienced

Life grows cheaper if it continues so
Conflicts of have and have nots
Behind the competition for prosperity
A future; a possibility of this world

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