**My Take…On Dreams**
Dreams Money Can Buy
“I want it all!”
Luxuries. Luxuries everywhere.
“I want it all so I won’t have to care
About the worries of the world because my cares would’ve been met.
Substantially. Excessively. Completely. Wholly.”
Hands everywhere. Hands grabbing. Hands flailing.
Madness crying from all pores of the materialistic as they
Pine for the lavish. As they crave the luxurious.
As they hunger for the shiny gold at the end of their
Dream-chasing, back-breaking rainbow.
Dollar, dollar, dollar. They all want the dollar.
The dollar that comes with no stress.
The dollar that’ll buy that Vera Wang dress
Today, tomorrow, and forever.
The dollar bill that’ll drive a human mad enough to kill.
They want the worries of the world, washed down by the riches.
They want the pain to be healed by the sudden fame.
The accolades and the Escalades will suddenly cascade into their lives
Bringing back their wives and settling their husbands.
They crave for riches – their “Promise Land”.
Dreams money can buy. That’s all they see.
Dreams money can buy…does not seem like a reality.
More like a futile fantasy in the minds of the trapped.
An empty promise seeded in their heads as they slave away
In that little boxed office until they’re dead.
Money won’t give you your dreams.
Fame won’t fix what’s broken.
Gold is no painkiller. Diamonds are no healing pill.
Dig deeper than that. Travel the path less taken.
Dreams money can buy? Don’t be mistaken.