Poem Title:No Money Written by: Jeovaughnie O. Amos I want it more each and every day to buy pleasurable things that society sells but as I gain closer you speed away. If only you could understand me like how I understand you, luxurious days will come but eventually subdue because luxury have nothing over you. I try to keep up I'll step up the paste, I'll even work harder to received the grace but some how your always one step of me I can't have enough of you but I of to work again to establish you. #nomoney #money #work