Greeds table
A hundred philosophies echoing through the stone halls,
Watching from the shadow, a gold coin looks on with manic smile
Looking at the opulent feast
I approach the poisoned wine with worries on my thoughts.
The red appearance like sweet dreams and toxic hopes.
Watching me gleefully the gold coin grins eyes manic and wide
I fearfully fret until tears unbidened fell,
As the gleaming promise pointed sharp dangers, at my family hiding in the corners
One sip his shine promised, one drop and your mine, your family freedom, your tongue unbind.
I look at the gold adorned devil whispering to my silent courage for the strength to fight the poisons of temptations.
I take the Chalice to my lips, my mouth closes on the ebony rim, until my tears fall into the unknown
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