Dear Greed- The Shallowness of all
Location
United Kingdom
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Dear Greed,
You no longer make me feel the wonders I felt before.
Your touch has turned cold,
like the wrath of Hades has turned my heart,
black with the hate of many,
pouring into dust.
I wish I could feel your embrace,
but your shallowness is apparent.
You have clouded my vision,
broken minds and spirits.
I abhor and worship you,
hoping you will fill my heart with coins,
but they will not compare,
to the affecton I hunger for.
You have left all of us,
to drown in our sorrows,
and until death do we part,
will we be saved.
This poem is about:
Our world