A Conquest
A Conquest- Last line prompt
When ink of romance
subdues respect for nature,
Exploitation begins
treasures seem perpetual,
Obliterated thoughts
drop down the curtains,
Devastation knocks
on constant failure to unveil,
A wake up call, wake up
with hunger to introspect,
Satiate this appetite
howbeit, the fancy foods,
A conquest ....
for luscious bequests
bestowed by Him,
Instead of drinking coffee
in cafes of Berlin.
Written Jan 28th, 2016
For contest by Julia Ward
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