Midas Well
Midas Well is the final destination
Of pilgrims who are slave to their thirst.
It’s also known as a criminals’ oasis,
A palm tree-shaded den of the cursed.
Midas Well tempts the lazy and the foolish,
With hazy gas-lit visions of wealth.
Gleaming buckets full of wishing coins,
For little but the hazard to one’s health.
Once you’ve made the Devil’s compromise,
Apologies won’t un-ring that bell.
In the end, you’re just the victim of your choice.
Your fate is sealed once you get to Midas Well.
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