Materialism's Worthless, Don't Boast

In a world of desires and earthly treasures,

Where the pursuit of wealth knows no measures,

I pause and ponder on a truth profound,

That materialistic things hold no ground.

For riches and glitters, they fade with time,

Like echoes lost in a distant chime,

The shiny façade may dazzle the eye,

But true worth lies where the heart does lie.

Don't boast of possessions, they're mere illusion,

Fleeting pleasures that lead to confusion,

For what truly matters, cannot be bought,

It's the love we give and the lessons we've sought.

No jewel can rival a kind, gentle touch,

Or bring solace to hearts that hurt too much,

No mansion can shelter a lonely soul,

Or fill the void when life takes its toll.

The price of happiness cannot be priced,

It's found in moments where love is sufficed,

In laughter shared with dear ones around,

In acts of kindness that truly astound.

So let us not measure our worth by gold,

Nor let our egos grow overly bold,

For the things we possess, they will decay,

But the legacy of love will forever stay.

Embrace the intangible, the bonds we form,

Let kindness and compassion be the norm,

For materialistic things, they come and go,

But a life well-lived will forever glow.