Money (Poem)

Our lives rely on
Worthless paper
Precious metals
Debts and favors

We depend on
Jules and riches
Prices and bargains
Hopes and wishes

The time we've wasted
Creating a foundation
Paying attention
Complying with taxation

All we ask
Is for a home of our own
A sense of pride
For respect to be shown

When will we receive a reward
That isn't a physical object
Something that means more
Than pay for someone else's projects

How long will it take
To find wellness
Amongst our brothers and sisters
Climbing out of distress

When will the day arrive
That we count ourselves even
Embracing the poetry of life
Walking with daemons