Materialism There's no such thing as a free lunch Materialism it's got you round the neck You wanna scream, but it would intensify the pain It's claws sink deeper into your vanity Can't spare a buck or even a dime Poverty is the victim's fault Don't blame the system, you contributed Dole bludgers, free loaders You spit and you curse Where governments are corrupted You hail their successes What else could they do? The country's taken advantage What's wrong with a little hard labour? Pinching pennies, to outdo your neighbour Do you own it, or does it own you? You look at me quizically? Can't understand the question? Moral minds, confuse your greed, It's mine! mine! mine! Don't give it to me. You're trapped, suffocating! Money isn't freedom, Coz you're in bondage, To this hypnotic disease. Like Jesus, with the young, rich ruler, Wouldn't give up his riches, To secure a seat, in eternity. All the rewards, earth bound. Can't take them when you go. Will the money, keep you warm at night? Will it hug you, when you're alone? Will it speak words of comfort, When you're feeling lost? Will you line your coffin with it? Rotting corpse, only mourner. Break free, give it up. Generosity, giving and kind. That's what I, would rather be, remembered for. � Elizabeth 8th July 2001