Money Money Money

We DON'T live to work, WE work to live.
Grafting for others, we always give.
To earn a few pennies and pay that guy Bill.
Hoping there's something to leave in a will.

Moneys a burden to those who have less.
Trying to keep up, causes distress.
Some are so lucky and have an excess.
Juggling life, is like playing chess.

To most, we just, wish to get by.
Stresses and worrys, making us cry.
"The bestest things in life are FREE."
It's true somewhat and half agree.

But counting down your every day.
Until you get your latest pay.
That's not living, that's a chore.
When it comes, you hoped for more.

What's the answer? Being smart?
Managing becomes an art.
Staying strong, takes some heart.
Chin up high or fall apart.

Bills go up, year on year.
Anxiety then turns to fear.
But do not worry, fear ain't real.
You'll find a way to pay that bill.

Micky D