Mania of Greed
Exploding with hysteria, my siblings and I
glare with jealous thoughts, for heirs' sake!
How can land, jewelry of parents' now dead
ruin us? It's a squabble for greed we never
realized this sin ever existed, a sinister game
lost in maniacal claim for material power.
Incensed with ancestral gains, the veil of competition
wraps us, our fondness as a clan under siege!
The greatest of deceit, "The Last Will and Testament"
never written in blood, so we turn into fake people,
whose only relief is to rise above each other,
in a nightmarish scheme of a family raging
as delirium possesses our moral fiber, now a pyre.
Contest sponsored by Lewis Raynes--Mania
25th Oct 2017
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