Gold or Flower

Gold is diamond
As sweet and fragrant as cinnamon
Brings us content illusion
But calling like a demon

Gold is only gold
Like what my mother’s told
When we’re old
Nothing left to hold

Then I see flower
It gives me power
Offering absolute pleasure
And it won’t devour

Gold can be bless or mess
But flower never requires stress
For myself, I choose flower to rest
With or without cash