Delusions of Green

Late within this certain night, Reflections of a friendship gone astray, Spiral above my thoughts as I readily ponder What should be said if I were to speak One last time to you my old freind For unlike you, my eyes are not blinded Nor are they binded, by false illusions Of money and all it’s endless glories For unlike you, I see the picture without Any false granduer, so very sad Once, you were a close friend of mine Now seduced by the allure of green Intoxicated by money’s promises like rich wine Ben Franklin is now your best buddy Therefore, Loneliness is your newest companion And self-loathing is a constant reminder Of the things you once had, So, have you any peace of mind you’d like to buy? Is there any misery you need to sell? Sitting there in self-imposed solitude Engulfed by piercing silence While your conscience taunts away Like a chisel picking on a stone Does your suppressed pangs of remorse Haunt you as the echoes of the wind Whale outside the window panes? As fond memories over immaterial things Goes astray like leaves Bustling away in the wind Sensations of being better than everyone Causes self-gloating, but does Andrew Jackson Smile back at you in agreement, or is it sympathy? Does all of Abe Lincolns’ reassurances Fill the void of emptiness slowly burning away inside, So, have you any happiness you’d like to buy? Is there any sorrow you need to sell? There was a time were you found yourself Confiding in me, your past A life of suffering and of pain Inflicted by heartless persons upon Which everlasting scars prevail But now, you bow down to the green god And in your prayers, what price will Be the heal all for your wounds One thousand, Ten thousand, Perhaps twenty For this is what you conceive To be the solution for all I see the matter for what it is Within time, perhaps those false visions Of sun driven fields of prosperity Shall be overlapped by dark clouds And drenched by the fierce rain of reality, Then, you will decide, Which is the greater of two evils What having money turns you into Or the things sacrificed for it’s attainment