Author: The Beatles The End and my commentary on it
And in the end The love you take Is equal to the love you make I was listening to this song today at work It seems a lot of the time I feel like a jerk Am I making love when I work for this multinational company? Or am I just making them more money? I don't feel much love out there in the work world It seems like a rigged game to me The rich win and everyone else loses I think the people who get the most enjoyment out of their work Are the ones who work for themselves The ones who have found something they enjoy doing And found a way to also make money at it The professional golfers or singers or artists If I had a way to make love and make money at the same time Being an artist would be where it is at Then there is no theft of your time, your body, your mind or your soul There is only one thing And that is love
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Posted: Mar 2019
About this poem:
The Beatles is probably the best group ever and Paul McCartney being the best single musical writer and performer. The first part of this poem is the song The End.