Mark Koplin Poet Rhyme

When Need Becomes Greed

There are many different needs for each chapter of our lives.
From youth to when we are joined as husbands and wives.
These needs will change with each advancement and loss.
Whatever they become they will always come with a cost.
 
Some will remain humble always appreciating what they have.
They are filled with greed, for which there is no healing salve.
For the unsatisfied, wealth and power will always be sought.
They falsely think happiness is a privilege that can be bought

Covetousness, pride, and vanity can quite easily take hold.
Traits of selfishness and  greed cannot easily be controlled
until their family and friends are forgotten; lost in the mix.
Once that line is crossed, it becomes an affliction that sticks.
 
Self-reflection and wisdom some of them will find with age.
Be careful of what you wish for with the turning of each page.
Lessons will be taught with the planting of each fertile seed.
You’ll reap what you sow when your need turns into greed.

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Lin Lane May 22, 2020 at 10:28 AM I left you a little message under Jan's reply. Mark Koplin May 22, 2020 at 10:42 AM Thank you so much Lin. It's always a pleasure to see you on the soup. You are greatly missed by many.

Rob Carmack May 22, 2020 at 6:35 AM "Covetousness, pride, and vanity can quite easily take hold." One has to be on guard constantly for these. Mark Koplin May 22, 2020 at 8:43 AM Constantly indeed. Have a good day my friend.

Robert Nyaanga May 22, 2020 at 4:45 AM When need becomes greed, that is when trouble settles in one's life. Deep thoughts, Mark Mark Koplin May 22, 2020 at 8:42 AM Thanks for stopping by Robert. Just a little something to think about.

Jan Allison May 21, 2020 at 7:56 PM wise words indeed Mark - I wish a member of my family had read this poem many years ago - will say no more!!!:-) a HUGE fave with me for so many reasons:-) hugs Jan xx Lin Lane May 22, 2020 at 10:27 AM You have a kind heart, Mark. Thanks for nod, and you're hired for the job of PR. I throw things out and you absorb them like a sponge. Mark Koplin May 21, 2020 at 8:14 PM Thanks Jan! Lin did the edit for me. She is really good at making poems shine

Panagiota Romios May 21, 2020 at 6:22 PM God blesses some with riches. Rich to me doesn't mean money. I know of no person who is dying to live in a tent on the street. When we desire or envy another's money or achievements, oy, we are in trouble. I don't think about what people have. I am grateful to be alive..period. I liked this verse a lot Panagiota xoxo Mark Koplin May 21, 2020 at 6:42 PM Money has never meant much to me. Family and friends are what’s important Mark Koplin May 21, 2020 at 6:41 PM Thank you I do appreciate your kind words

Regina Mcintosh May 21, 2020 at 9:59 AM I agree with this so much... greed is so sad. I always hope that I remain humble and give from my heart... Your poem is a gift, a inspiration of truth, wisdom unfolding within it's verse. I really love it and hope to read more... Love and blessings to you, Gina Mark Koplin May 21, 2020 at 10:37 AM Thank you Gina! I appreciate your kind words and your time.

Eve Roper May 20, 2020 at 11:15 PM Mark, well said. Tom, I like your comment. Mark Koplin May 21, 2020 at 8:21 AM Thanks Eve.

Tom Cunningham May 20, 2020 at 9:06 PM Reminds me of that biblical saying, it's easier to pass through the eye of an needle than fora rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. Powerful message in your verse Mark. Tom Mark Koplin May 21, 2020 at 8:20 AM Exactly Tom. An interesting tid bit, the eye of the needle is a treacherous mountain pass. Most people don’t know that