Greed

MR.apocalypse

We bow on our knees
To a self-proclaimed king
With shallow minds and broken hearts 
Out in shame is how we sing
We give our valuables 
Just because we were told
We give them our life our wine and our gold
Weeping like the willow
Running like the steed
You are a victim of your own creation
You have sold yourself to greed

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  • arqios

    So true. And to be able to speak out from eye witness and experience lends so much credence to the expression! Thanks for sharing.

    • MR.apocalypse

      thank you I recognize this as one of my best works not only through my own eyes but also through this feedback

    • 𓆩Mase𓆪

      Powerful poem!



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