If love were the currency of the world, the richest people wouldn’t be CEOs or politicians, but poets, singers, artists, and anyone brave enough to live with an open heart. Passion would be the new gold. Kindness, creativity, and honesty would be the world’s most valuable assets.
In this world, I would thrive.
As a songwriter, I’ve never been wealthy by traditional standards. I’ve played in empty cafés, written lyrics no one read, and wondered if my voice mattered. But when the world shifted—when love became currency—everything changed. Suddenly, what I had always given freely became priceless.
People didn’t pay for bread with coins anymore, but with emotion. A story could earn you dinner. A well-played violin could buy a week’s groceries. You could offer a heartfelt poem at a bus stop and be gifted a warm coat or a place to sleep.
I remember the moment I realized I was rich. I was playing a song in the park, one I wrote years ago when my heart was breaking. A young couple stopped to listen, holding hands, and when I finished, they embraced me. “That song,” the girl said, “was everything I needed to hear.” They gave me fresh fruit, a handwoven scarf, and more importantly, their love. That gesture filled me more than any paycheck ever had.
Artists began to lead. Singers were valued for healing hearts. Painters were celebrated for bringing color back into tired cities. Passionate people—those who gave their love through words, art, and presence—were now society’s richest. And no one needed to compete. There was enough love to go around.
Even those who once felt worthless began to bloom. A shy boy wrote a poem about the stars and earned a standing ovation. An elderly man began painting again after decades and found himself surrounded by admirers. Love couldn’t be faked—it had to be real. But when it was, it changed everything. I lived fully, creating and giving without fear. And the more I gave, the more I received. Because in a world where love is currency, your wealth grows with every true act of the heart.
And the best part? Everyone, deep down, already had the means to be rich.