Each and every day,
Majority wake up
In the morning
Making it a sacrifice,
Leaving loved ones
Travel, far and near
Places, searching for it.

So many lives lost
Lately and long ago
Some made it a habit,
To tell lies, make
Illusions and kill for it
Nevertheless, it is
distinctively attainable

Today, contracts are
Signed tomorrow the
bank is robed shameless
deeds done daily
For all of these, the
root remains similar
Money , the root of
happiness and sadness.