MONEY IS THE BAIT (A Random Poem)

Money is the charming bait
That won't let unsullied damsels wait
To uncover their heads on the alter
Men would forever run helter skelter
To gather enough of this bait.

Money is the illustrious bait
That keeps men running to the gate
Of eternal dignity, without a slumber
Daughters of Eve are torn asunder
In their quest to be wooed by this bait

Money is the talking bait,
Alluring enough to overshadow hate
And gag the pressing lips of the accuser
Who holds the freedom keys of a prisoner
Will mortal men ever hate this bait?

Crypto Gray