Lovers quarrel
Words of regret
Sound of crying
The neighbors forget
Willing partners
Until cracks appear
Until money plays a role
Relationship turns sour
Just like that
Months and years
Laughing, caressing, tickling
Intimate relationships turn ugly
When money tricks the brain
The Brutus in us
It comes alive suddenly
Smell the mint of fresh money
Life living easily
Who call the ghost busters?
They come knocking on doors
Quickly plan to exit
There is none so they remained
The 3Ps – Power, Projects and Prosperity
It rings every day enticing the mind to stray
Into the world of materialism of doing evil
The demons wait with open arms for them
Yes right you hear it
The power glow in the eyes
Politicians fall for it
So do young people too
Eager for the rich picking
The old just wish them luck
They had been there did that knew it
Only the new circle monkeys
They think they strike gold so easily
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