Go for the Gold!

Golden coins slide down cracks

in the ceiling and begin piling

on the floor in million dollar stacks

that clink and shimmer just out

of reach.

You inch closer and lay down

in the warm wealth just giggling

at all the possibilities of new

jewlrey and gadgets, paid bills

and mouths fed and you begin

to cry.

As the coins grow too high and

you lose footing among the gold

edging closer to the ceiling that

was once 14 feet tall,

you know

the money can't help you now

it doesn't hear your pleas.

And it doesn't understand why

more isn't necessarily

better.