Fear of need leads to greed
Others may take too much, leaving nothing to touch
So I take from others, even my brothers
So weird to become the one I feared
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Is it referencing to Midas from the greek legends, no? I enjoy this poem, short and simple!
Thank you so much for the review and comment. Yes that is the one who's greed and avarice led to his downfall
Our friend should have made the wise choice to obtain the precious gift of transforming reality into poetry !
Thank you Lorenz that requires the poetical stone rather than the philosophers stone a different type of alchemy. Appreciate the review
Yes, Mr Midas now lives in the Whitehouse screwing every country he can for his greater good.
Sadly, countries are now trading differently now, leaving the buffoon isolated.
Thanks Paul for the read and comment it is appreciated. Yes but unfortunately what he does reflects on the country and its citizens as well as their pockets and stomachs.
Oh this is interesting. Einstein said he hated authority and was surprised when he became the authority. I enjoyed this poem.it certainly made me think.Many of us turn into the people we avoided. Although it can be the opposite as well.I did everything I could do to be opposite to my father but hey thats just me. A wonderful piece
Thank you David for the read and comment it is most appreciated.
Soren, I’ve seen how fear can twist into the very thing it tries to avoid. That turn inward, that realization at the end…it feels honest. No excuses, just recognition. That clarity is what gives it weight. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you my friend for the read and comment. Yes we often become what we fear. I would judge fear to be one of the greatest motivators even stronger than sex. Self survival before survival of the species
Indeed. I concur, for sure. Most welcome, Soren.
Good write SB. Yes, I take away the roast dinners from KP, and give to others - more to Fido and myself, that is! Meanwhile, she has the sewage. Dunno why she complains. I'm so generous in giving her Fido and my shares of it too! heehee.
Thanks so much Orchi for the review and as for those dinners I think she is afraid that they will stop one day and has turned the fear into a greedy desire for more.
Human Nature flows within your lines. Good one.
Thank you Kevin I deeply appreciate your read and comment. Well said one of the greatest faults in human nature to my point of view but then who am I to judge mother nature has been working on this project for hundreds of thousands of years and I guess I don't see it from her point of view.
Your Poem Midas comes from the greek leglends. No, it includes themes of greed, fear, and the consequences of actions motivated by scarcity. The reference to "Midas" invokes the mythological king known for his ability to turn everything he touched into gold, illustrating the dangers of excess and the moral pitfalls of greed.
Thanks so much Friendship for the read and comment it is appreciated
How extraordinary this was yesterday when I read it, very significant especially for the word brother. Superb as always dearest sorrenbarret 🌹
Thank you for the read and comment Teddy as always it is appreciated.
wow... great short poem from the great Soren. I've been thinking about greed a lot, and that very fear of becoming what I hate...
There is a lesson here. We can not succumb to the way of others in fear of losing ourselves. Nicely done. A fav.
Thanks so much RMS for the read and comment it is always most appreciated
Very true. We twist and turn so much to avoid things but end up in a mess ourselves. (My recent posting. There was a problem with the formatting. Sometimes all formatting is lost and the whole text appears as a bunch without line breaks. So I deleted the posting and posted anew.)
Thank you Soman for your read and comment. Yes I have read it and it is much easier in its present format for my old eyes and limited concentration. Thanks for the alteration.
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