Money, Money
Money, money, my dear old friend
Paper, card, coins and more
The more we loan the more they lend
It keeps on going untill it makes us poor.
Money, money, whats up with you
You brought a crisis to these lands
The bankers have had enough with you
You practically leapt from our hands.
Money, money, what have you done
You've stripped our walls completely bare
You have taken away all our fun
Now all thats in our pockets is air.
Money, money, it's all your fault
It's not all yours to share
You've stolen our money from our vault
And taken it to your secret lair.
Money, money, when will you stop
Now we're just skin and bones
Now we can't go to a shop
Now we rest under our gravestones.
Money, money, my dear old friend
Paper, card, coins and more
The more we loan the more they lend
It keeps on going untill it makes us poor.
Comments (8)
04 Dec 2018
Wow! I never thought I'd get another star
04 Dec 2018
A very emotive poem, I've given you a star for the powerful storytelling. Well done! I wonder how one of the people affected by the crisis (for example, one of the people we met in the videos) might feel when reading this? What do you think, or what affect were you hoping to have when writing it?
05 Dec 2018
This poem is very descriptive and it gives you a lot of information about how it affects a person
05 Dec 2018
that is a really thoughtful thing to do. I never thought of that.(writing a poem)
05 Dec 2018
Where did you get the idea of doing a poem from? Could you improve the poem by up-leveling your vocabulary?
05 Dec 2018
Over all, it is a great, passionate poem.
Thank you for the feedback. My Burnet News Club teacher asked us whether we wanted to finish the term with a post each and gave some suggestions about what we could do. I worked with one of my best friends so half of the credit goes to her.
05 Dec 2018
I actually think the people would feel emotional and they will definately think back to the experienced time.This poem would be an exact copy of what happened to those people. The first four verses would be a pure reality because, of course, it talks about the loans and our their lending.
The other parts talks from everyone's view point and their experience: bankers public who ask money as loans and the money itself.They said about what happened in the past(You brought a crisis to these lands). Then they pointed out the present events happening(The more we loan the more they lend.Money, money, when will you stop
Now we're just skin and bones,Now we can't go to a shop.They have also said the chances which might occur in the future.(It keeps on going untill it makes us poor)
So overall, I think by using different technics, including emotive language, they have turned this poem into feelings.
Nice thoughts.
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