Trade It All

In each transaction made,

The buyer and the seller smile.

In each effort to make a trade

The mutual returns go on for more than a mile.

Every time a good is exchanged for cash

Money glints in the sparkling light.

The piled stacks of dollars dash

To the scene that flexes its might.

All of the credits in the world could fit

In the accounts of all humans involved.

The passion of a card used for credit

Would make the mysteries of money solved.

It’s easy to become a billionaire, really.

You just have to have the gall to produce a great amount freely.