The battle for millions

The story starts at age five 

Born just outside of suburbia 

The battle for millions is taught inside a classroom 

Where the children are much too young to understand 

That the battle for millions is just a figment 

The thought of green is planted like a seed 

You would have greater luck trying to catch a pigeon 

The constant pushing and shoving 

The lack of hugging 

The one's that make it from the average home

The list  is way less than a dozen 

The battle for millions is meant to destroy morals 

We all powerful 

But the need for green is a constant echo 

Making one abandon their own path 

Which keeps intact good morals 

©Adrian Ware