Greed: A Villanelle

Do not give in to the power of Greed.

This, the only advice I can conceive;

From the lust of gold, we must be freed.

 

We plant it now, destruction's seed,

Our selfishness, so naive.

Do not give in to the power of Greed.

 

Brothers’ backs we break, our land we bleed,

Thinking only of what we receive.

From the lust of gold, we must be freed.

 

Efficiency, our national creed.

For our leisure, I do grieve,

Do not give in to the power of Greed. 

 

Let us trounce this wicked weed,

Give to those from whom you thieve.

From the lust of gold, we must be freed

 

Charity -- of you I do plead,

A new motto: to give is to believe.

Do not give in to the power of Greed.

From the lust of gold, we must be freed.

 

Comments

Archelon

This is a really nice poem, exellent . . .

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