Satire On Human Desires

Barely hung-up tattered rags Never appear like dead frogs Neither so should an old lad Ever behave like bedbugs Why, flashy car and gowns, Dominate human desires? Worn clogs could make them bounce Utter lures that do expire. Speak up! Doth utter luxury cruise The poor man growls like thunder If skyscraper, whatnot, make fuse Towers too perish asunder! You blasted wealth, go rotten! Creaking furniture will decay Busty buddies owe the thin nothing Lucid love the lust delay Baneful heads beget lashes Lest fame be empress’ desire Haughty woods must turn ashes For faithless soldiers do retire Naked souls adoring hereafter, So reap trifling repents? Against grave hours or thereafter You dare pay earth revenge? Wage the celestial war for eternity- Chase not earth, the vanity