Money is the bane of mankind.

It lowers people.

It threatens people.

It transforms people.

There’s never enough.

There’s too much.

Money kicks people off onto the cold, concrete sidewalks

and opens their eyes to a hardship that hardens their hearts.

It is a temporary fix,

an illusion of superiority.

It blurs the line between necessity and desire.

So, if money brings only such superficial safety,

and if money

is such an enigma in our society,

why do i hold such ambitious dreams?