Sarah Ann Jullion Poet Free verse

Nod To Greed

His was a lifetime 
spent grabbing
	storing
	stashing
	garnering
	stealing
	collecting
	depositing
	amassing...
try-try-trying  to fill  
his soul hole   carved deep
   from a youth
   from a poverty
of having nothing.

But all was but a sinkhole
each stash
   more greedy-desperate
and heavier
   than the last.

In the end
   all was as nothing 
An aggradation,
   too heavy 
for the man
to carry forward,

Sinking down with him
   now buried
   and forgotten.

‘Tis said,
A man is remembered
   for what he gives,
Not for what he takes.

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