Of Greed And Guilt

Written by: Rick Parise





From the Kingdom's final rise clad of blood-spent regret 
where guilt lie subdued beyond the calm of twilight 
could not the words of the fare maiden find beauty

Of death and power proclaimed
bound of dreadful constraints
beyond "The Moral"
a boastful madness
lying of cold refrain 

Macbeth   Macbeth   your power finds beauty
for the eyes of the deceitful soul
greed and folly unseen 

In muted perceptions
spit from the mouth of the fiery dungeon
each weary heart in-framed

From the Kingdom's final rise clad of blood-spent regret 
distant and foreseen