When will it end!

I wake up each morning
praying, hoping the fog will clear.
The blanket of grey depression
to be absorbed by peace and love.

I wish for the inner selfishness we all have
to be destroyed by the values our ancestors once had.
I want future generations to appreciate life
and not whats popular on TV at any given time.

Dollar signs rain down on me
and flood my helping hands.
Causing me to drown in the materialist greed
that has consumed my life.

Each day my head is filled with images
of war, depression, recession, and anger.
People are falling apart
faith and hope no longer the glue that holds us together.

We are fighting and killing each other
over power and control.
People are being forced to cut their salaries
to pay for debts that they didn't cause.

I wish I could be able to see through dollar bills
that cloud the air we breathe.
I want to know the the meaning of happiness
that makes life worth living.

I want to wake up one morning
and have money not be the control and power that fuels the world.