My Life Lone

I embrace the wonders of money,
How taste buds filling,
How my soul fire entices, yet puzzling!
No other tool like money,
no other green light of envy catch;
Only by pausing in my soul
could I see what cannot be seen,
A catering demon never fulfilled
- Is this my fate, is this an eye-opener,
mundane limitless?
I suddenly felt a horrifying wound within,
A probable beginningless fire;
As humans are solid, so are spirit,
so is the society for in its power,
My roof and my many other additives
For a price, I call LOVE!