The Cruelty Of Wealth

Wealth, a siren's charm, alluring and bright A pillow's softness, a thimble's gentle might It provides for earthly needs, a feast to behold Yet, in its depths, a darkness unfolds Oh, wealth! Where is thy dominion? Poverty's cold grasp awaits, a dismal throne A worm on a hook, luring the unsuspecting prey Into a realm of excess, where virtues fade away With dastardly cunning, it deletes the lines Of custom and tradition, leaving only decline A game of chance, where flies buzz, sensing decay A babe in arms, fed poison, as the future slips away Oh, wealth! Where is thy wand? Unfolding minds like Sodom's gates, ajar to sin Multiplying desires, like an untamed, raging sea Disorienting hearts, like shifting sands, lost and free You deceived the prodigal son, with promises so grand A mansion's luxury, a selfish, wandering hand Despising family ties, and the love that once was true A leader's arrogance, forsaking the greater good, anew