"worth?"

Paper and minerals, all of this earth.
Who's bright idea was to give it worth?
People have died so others could obtain.
A life for numbers, seems so insane.

How many zero's need to follow a one?
How many lives need to be undone?
What is enough, while people go hungry?
All in the pursuit of worthless money?

Paper and minerals, we work to earn.
One will melt, the other will burn.
Neither of which can you drink or eat.
Only your pockets do those wish to deplete.

Supply and demand, sets the price.
Supply is limited, demand on the rise.
Squeezing the flow, only to control.
Is that not the same as if you stole?

Of all the riches, what will fit in your grave?
How long will mankind to money be enslaved?
Everything around a product of man and earth.
Perhaps we should re-evaluate what we think has worth?