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Suckle on the teat of money

Greedily we need to be nourished

Searching for the happiness

That we believes comes with wealth

Selling ourselves into slavery

Emssculating self bondage

Mortgaging our existence

Trying to fit into what society defines as normal.

What happens when the tests run dry

What happens when everybody cries

We can no longer be nourished

We can no longer get by

Our attachment has cost us dearly

Still in slavery and emasculated in bondage

Somethings just don’t change

You find yourself no longer happy

In fact you’re suffering and struggling everyday

So think on when suckling

On the money teat being nourished

Is this a way to bring truly happy

Or is there a better way to exist.