Materialists.

Materialism creeps in,
Emotions drown
All smiles are gradually
Replaced by frowns.
Megalomaniacs are born
There's nothing we see
Our world begins & ends
With the term "money"
I, me, myself
And there's nothing else
We've failed to bridge the distance,
that slowly creeps in..
grows on, clutches us
depresses us, separates us

And it's in times like these
That we see the right way
And realise-without each other,
There's no wonderwall anyway .