P.X. Vexxus

Desire

Surrounded by a crowd of envy

He stood in the center of its greed

As everyone fought for power in a frenzy

He watched as they made themselves bleed

 

The weakness of man, their desire

Always unhappy, looking for something more

No matter how much they are admired

Their greed is the center of their core

 

One man’s ambition was power

With a mighty army, all were at his mercy

With his desire, the land he did scour

Until another came with his mighty navy

 

One man was raised by a poor family

Wanting more, he stole from the wealthy

He cheated and killed, for naught but money

Until he was betrayed in turn, by his own buddy

 

One man found a woman to marry

But he desired more, he wanted many

He tried to buy another, with his money

He lost everything, when he already had plenty

 

And alone in the center of their desire

Stands one man, who cannot be made into a liar

For he doesn’t want power, women or money

He has no ambition, to live like the many