Money

Name: Atim Oliver Mercy from Uganda

Theme: Money

Sweeter than honey but also dangerous than atomic bomb,
Aromatic than pishori rice,
Sometimes stinks more than unbathed menses,
Can take you to hell and heaven too.

Welcome to my world where being chase money,
A generation that wear sewed money cloth,
Walking on carpet filled with money,
They want to smell, taste and hear money.

Without money you will forever remain single,
Money is on top list of ignorant ladies,
They demand what they can't afford in their porch,
How can you demand something you don't have?

Money is like a beautiful flower,
Can refresh your breath at the same time intoxicate you,
Many have drowned while chasing for money,
Many have forever remain unhappy even with money.

Listen my dear hottest girl in town,
Spoiling with money won't make you happy,
Rather work hard and get what is genuinely yours,
If you are rude and disrespectful, money won't mend your marriage.

Many have forgotten their Creator,
And started worshipping money,
Remember you won't carry them to your grave,
Because you didn't come with any penny.