The Money Game

Places change, people change,

But memories stay the same,

And if a person forgets them,

Then it is a shame,

But it is not his fault,

It's all about the money game.

People start to fight,

People start to ignore what is right,

A brother kills his own blood,

Just because of some addictive drug,

It's all about the money game.

The helplessness of a poor man,

When he does not receive his wage,

Only adds fuel to the fire of his rage,

The anger of a teen who finds his innocent father stuck inside a police cage,

Persuades him to write a suicide page,

It's all about the money game.

The money of corrupt people,

Who from inside are nervous,

Is in the end stolen in the night by burglars,

For a poor man, the game of money,

Is not particularly funny,

He takes loan to eat even a single bread,

And pays his debts until he is dead,

It's all about the money game.