Paper

• Saida Ali, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2017

Yes it's true, Life isn't all fun and games
But you can enjoy life;
Without the money you tame.

The people you see, spending left and right;
Are but only the ones who cry at night.

They flaunt it, they show it; From dusk 'till dawn,
Not knowing why they feel so torn.

Now I will say this once, take heed of my advice.
For you are only but rich, don't mistake the paper for the knife.

How can a note, simply made of paper,
Make you feel so much high and safer?

They won't listen. They'll only sit still.
Money sure can save, but it can also kill.