Skip to main content

Mr. Money Is Not Guilty - A Satirical Essay for Humans

This is a special guest post. The grievances and notice from Mr. Money that share it in sorrow to readers. Please read carefully below:

My name is Mr. Money (sometimes called Dough). My face is just plain, and my physical appearance is also weak, but I can overhaul the world order.

I'm able to change the behavior of human nature because humans idolize me. For my sake, many people change their personalities, betray friends, sell their bodies, or even abandon their faith. That's not my command, note that!

I really do not understand the difference between pious and depraved people, but humans using me as a benchmark, determine who is rich or poor, honorable or lowly. Blame it on humans, not me!

I am not a devil, but I wonder why people often do abominations for my sake. So, I ask for justice, who is the real devil?

I'm not the third person who makes them divorce or makes children and parent quarrel. I beg the judge to re-examine this case.

It is very clear that I am not God. You must obey your religion which forbids you to be a slave to money. I'm often curious why many godly people have more respect for me. You must blame the humans who worship me like God. That was your own mistake.

I should be serving human being, but it's just human being who want to be my slave. Just think who's wrong.

I never sacrificed myself for anyone, but many people are willing to die for me. I emphasize that it is not my fault.

I need to remind you that I can only be a tool to pay for your prescription. I can not prolong your life even though you have me abundantly. Note that!

If God calls you back at any time then I cannot accompany you nor redeem your sins. You must face the Creator by yourself and receive His judgment. Don't link your case to me.

Elephants die leaving ivory, tigers die leaving mottle, and humans die leaving a name. That's when people will remember whether you use me for goodness or not.

That's my notice in order to be properly understood. Sorry if it offends you.

Sincerely,
Mr. Money

Money for nothing
Related posts about Mr. Money:
1) Money for nothing
2) Chinese proverb about money

Comments

  1. Well said! I think people who pursue money as a means to achieve happiness will neither find satisfaction nor happiness.

    ReplyDelete
  2. I love the way how you present it in satirical style and a bit of humor.
    Anyway a very good reminder.

    ReplyDelete
  3. A wonderful thought and perspective indeed. Nice of you to share. Greetings!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Excellent commentary - money can be an effective tool to be used by the folks smart enough to know how to use it wisely.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thank you. The era of capitalism and individualism tends to force people to be materialistic. Would you like to share a proverb about money that you really like?

      Delete
  5. Anonymous13/9/17

    Would it be OK if I cross-posted this article to WriterBeat.com? There is no fee; I’m simply trying to add more content diversity for our community and I enjoyed readting your work. I’ll be sure to give you complete credit as the author. If “OK” please let me know via email.

    Autumn
    AutumnCote@WriterBeat.com

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. It's OK as long as including a link to the original source (this article), not changing its contents, and share it for free.
      I'm pleased to know that you enjoy to read it.
      Thank you.

      Delete
  6. So true. Do Mr Money create evels in people's heart?

    ReplyDelete
  7. true ......
    the essential that how to control money, not vice versa....

    Good thought..... 👍👍

    ReplyDelete
  8. That's a really good way of looking at it.

    ReplyDelete
  9. ...money is a strange thing. It may not buy happiness, but does poverty?

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Money is just a dead object. The only one who can make a difference is yourself.

      Delete
  10. I cannot live in this world without money. Money is not everything but everything needs money including love!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. You're so pragmatic. Including love? Ha...ha... I'm not qualified to answer that, let a girl answer it.

      Delete

Post a Comment

NOTE: Comments are moderated to block spam. Genuine comments will be published even if you are critical or disagree with me. Hate speech, personal attacks, ads, or spam will be removed.

POPULAR POSTS LAST 7 DAYS:

In Memory, my beloved brother

Actually, I do not think to make this post. But at one night, suddenly I look at his photo and remembered all his kindness and beautiful memories when he was still with us. Since December 23th, 2007, my beloved brother Rudiansyah Guyana has left us forever. He was a kind-hearted man, helpful to others, a man who love his family, an independent person, hard worker, and always want to go forward to reach for his dreams in order to be success in life and marry using his own money. I still remember when I was in hard conditions, he always gave genuine support. I never forget when I get married... he by sincerely gave some money to me by saying "For anything". Although a very little amount, but in sincerity I felt touched, moreover I knew he got it with very hard. And now... despite I'm a manager who have sizable income, I have no way to reply his kindness because he already went to the other world, forever. Feels like facing the door that was closed for me. For my lifetime I...

The Inner Voices When I Get Old

One day in January 2010, I visited my grandfather (father of my mother) and my grandmother (grandmother of my wife). I can feel how happy they are with my presence, as well as myself. I can see despite their spirit remain alive, but I can not deny that their physical ability has decreased naturally. So, I start to think how if I'm getting old like them. While thinking of it, suddenly my mind remembered a touching story that was discovered by my family. Whatever I have feel and imagine, I pour it into this poetry. Hopefully your love to the elderly and your parents will be more. When I Get Old. When I spill vegetable broth on my clothes, when I no longer remember how to tie a tie, when I no longer remember how to tie shoelaces, remember the times how I taught and guided you to do that. When I am senile and constantly repeat words that bore you, please be patient to listen to me, do not interrupt me, in your childhood, with affection I kept repeating a fairy tale to you, which I have...

Christmas Contemplation When The Bell Ringing

A few days ago, I visited a mall to buy something. The atmosphere was very rousing with Christmas decorations and I believe also occurs around the world. Producers take advantage of Christmas moment to compete and increase sales with tempting offers, such as: discount 20%, 30%, 40%, buy one get one, etc. Parents are busy thinking of what gifts should be purchased, and children imagining of what the gift they will get. Many people calculate their money for the best holiday package. That's NOT wrong! But... when the bell is ringing.... Before: Christmas is the birth of Savior! Now: Santa, where is my gift? Before: That is the beginning of the redemption of our sin. Now: Let's be happy for welcoming Christmas and new year. Before: Jesus has come in simplicity. Now: Let's go holiday ! I'm just imagining the genuine spirit of why we celebrate Christmas has gone. And... in this opportunity, I want to tell you that the Christmas bell resounding the call to the soul to follow t...