The Trinity

Poem By Nat Z. Punx

i've had love
i've had responsibility
i've had money
i respect the money more
too little
too much
never right
people will take care
of the money for you
pay you for the duty even
the others
you are on your own pal
in a very volatile market
the waves look uniform
like fins maybe
i wonder what's for lunch

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