Best Greed Poems
A spike was driven deep in the earth
In a quest to find man's greed
Prodded and pricked the earth relents
As it slowly begins to bleed
The vein they found would suddenly burst
As it spewed its liquid gold
They tried to apply a tourniquet in vain
Only to make it explode
Its poison blood would cover the sea
And reach to the distant lands
But now it becomes a liquid death
Caused by man's own hands
The fish and birds would suffocate
From this sludge that covered the earth
The greed of man had come with a price
And death would count its worth
The tears of men could not wash away
The oil that the earth had cried
The greed of man now claims its victims
As the plants and the animals died
Categories:
greed, sadearth,
Form:
Rhyme
O' What Is War But The Mad Child Of Greed And Hate
By uppity arrogance the mouse challenges the lion
And his haughty crown is fused nickel and tin
But 'tis true dark-clad world has far too much cryin'
All brought about by hungry appetites of mad men.
Mankind does not admit arrogance of the womb.
Truth of utter despair of lying in a tomb.
O' what is war but the mad child of greed and hate
Armies march blindly into destruction and death
But crazy leaders love to foolishly tempt dark Fate
As they parade puffed up and plan with whispered breath.
Mankind does not admit arrogance of the womb.
Truth of utter despair of lying in a tomb.
History shows its results, tragic dark dying
And the abject misery needlessly born
With those at home fearful and hearing the lying
From government and politicians we should scorn!
Mankind does not admit arrogance of the womb.
Truth of utter despair of lying in a tomb.
Such bitter conflict indeed does some heroes show
And we here at home do acknowledge their brave deeds
We poets may even polish them til they glow
Sad, all that does is fertilize war's future seeds!
Mankind does not admit arrogance of the womb.
Truth of utter despair of lying in a tomb.
Is it true, war is fruits of arrogance and pride
That mankind has dark-set violence born within
Sure, such blatant truth we in vain so try to hide
Dare we not admit, that it is a tragic sin!
Mankind does not admit arrogance of the womb.
Truth of utter despair of lying in a tomb.
Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme
June 3rd 1973
Note: 9-12-2023
Vietnam War is the reason this poem is composed.
Our guys coming back either dead or else so gravely wounded.
Note: 6-03-1973
I turned 19 this year. I'd rather not be drafted to fight a war that
is not fought to win. Besides war is evil.
Categories:
greed, abuse, conflict, death, deep,
Form:
Rhyme
Clutching the purse to her chest and the counting
She grabbed at the invisible hands and doubting
If it hadn't been one thing it would have been another
The greed put out the fire with smother
Greed, the great pacifier
Holding each coin close
Counting and counting over and over
The hiding place ever changing
A dog can never have enough bones to bury
The alcoholic and one glass of sherry
Snatching at fingers and to the comfort of the vault
A ski mask helps one not to be caught
One pacifier deserves another
Turning from the bank with her greed
Draws her purse to her chest
Maybe the freezer wrapped in foil
Holding each emotion and counting
Not a drop of water and the broken founting
Such a miser she won't pitch a penny for luck
Met her doctor at KMart for a nip and tuck
The Baby Queen strikes her rattle
As the basket is passed she puts in nothing
Always wanting to know where the next one comes
And the texture of each bill
Even Barbie held with the covet
Getting summons and the snub it
Ken wears only Gucci suits for his pleasure
Barbie holds each banknote with measure
Categories:
greed, devotion, friendship,
Form:
Rhyme
Greed in the welfare society ~ abuse of power and position
22.07.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Categories:
greed, culture, sad,
Form:
Monoku
Author Dana Redricks
July 18, 2019
People don't show their appreciation and quick to point out our flaws. I often think of God and what he must sometimes think of us. We murmur and complain overlooking his many blessings. I know it breaks my heart to hear someone complaining when I ask the simplest things, when I know I've bent over backwards to help the other person the best way I could. What hurts worse is when you need a hand that same hand pushes you away. I know I'm not perfect and never claimed to be. No wonder it displeases God so to see a selfish person who is always unwilling to give instead always wanting just to receive. Nothing good comes from greed it will only eat you alive in the end.
Categories:
greed, betrayal, christian, deep, god,
Form:
Free verse
INSPIRED BY THE FILM
DON’T LOOK UP
Humanity has become oblivious, ignorant to an inevitable lightening quick catastrophe,
Politicians and the rich and famous are known for their eccentric outrageous audacity,
Nobody has anything nice to say to anyone, anywhere, so totally unsatisfactory,
Each human being doing their own thing like ants, on a mission no more philanthropy.
Scientists work around the clock to save our planet Earth, animals and humanity,
Drugs consumed for fun, medication abused, both lowered humans’ immunity
A pandemic revolved around our globe, thus millions suffered and died, internationally
Scientist who study our galaxy, predict a life threatening event to happen imminently affecting us globally.
Don’t human beings realize that a comet might be coming to town and our planet will be extinct, dive
Into oblivion, the rich and famous will live, it is the poor, the hungry that Humanity will deprive,
The opulent and their money think they can extend their life, and thus forever and ever stay alive,
Build a rocket with capsules for themselves, animated in time, in which they stupidly hope to survive.
Wow, presume encapsulating oneself in time, a rocket in space comes true, and nobody fries,
Arising from the dead metaphorically in 20900 returning to earth, finding things have changed, surprise,
Surprise, no humans inhabit Planet Earth anymore, what will they meet, perhaps their demise,
The Chinese saying, may your wishes come true, actually a curse, hope you have said your goodbyes.
Categories:
greed, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
LIFE'S END
So they think you are old and shouldn't live alone,
maybe you're too frail to be left on your own
Can't manage your own money or live in your own home,
apprehensive you give up and take up the tossed bone
So many years spent taking care of them,
it's your turn they'll tell you and move you right in
Deep inside you hope to turn back the time,
your life's work was them sure it will be just fine
Your full of anticipation life is going to be easier now
Soon feeling like a relic lifted up and knocked down
You have so many stories memories of days passed,
feel like every story told could soon be your last
They have no time to listen they heard it all before,
tell you they'll talk later as they rush through the door
Feeling like a burden wondering what to do,
no one seems to care about the trials you've been through
To them, you're just repeating things already heard,
but if they'd stop to listen your words are not absurd
Everyone keeps talking about the day you will die,
and who gets what & how your property will divide
Not wanting to wait they reach out with dirty hands,
to take what's in reach they can't wait for the end
You start to feel decrepit and feel your life's a sin,
its a bad situation that no one wins in the end
You find yourself weaker something isn't right,
don't talk to old friends feeling like a fright
Every day grows longer you can't wait for the night,
no one even gets it it's such a dismal plight
You sleep and sleep and sleep to escape reality,
your youth is long faded along with vitality
Closing your mind eye reaching for your partner's hand,
but alone in your bed, this was not the master plan
The dream realm is all you see through the haze,
you lift your eyes up & meet your lost love's gaze
But please don't go too soon to that alternate reality,
there are those that still need to hear the words you speak
Stop dwelling on real or perceived infirmities
or without warning, it will drain your remaining vitality
When you think of death or of the dying that they speak,
hold your head up high and breathe life into the scene
Change your attitude don't die it's not a dream
the younger generation you still need to lead
Hold onto your life and sow a precious seed,
life is worth living don't lose it in a dream
Categories:
greed, age, angel, beauty, bereavement,
Form:
Free verse
The neighborhood buffet boasted
fried chicken and biscuits, toasted,
creamy gravy, and smashed taters.
You can serve yourself, no waiters.
Into the long line you will strut
more than ready to fill your glut.
Bypass the green salads and soup;
run quickly, to the fried foods swoop
all you can eat for one price cheap.
Pile your plate high in one big heap.
If one plate full is not enough,
get back in line and your mouth stuff
with fried okra and sweet cornbread,
rice, beans, pasta, and liver spread.
Undo your belt a notch or two
so one more bite you can chew.
Desserts abound, cookies and cakes,
puddings, custards, tarts, and milk shakes.
Round out the meal with soft ice cream.
Maybe two cones won’t burst a seam.
You leave, with a bloated waist thick,
well-sated, and full as a tick.
Categories:
greed, food, health, self, simile,
Form:
Couplet
The rich man had one reason to smile,
The poor man only had a million...
Categories:
greed, analogy, happiness, men, money,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Greed
Entitled by birth
So sure of his worth
A spawn of the upper crust seizes
Most any and all
Nay modest or small
His share of whatever he pleases
From a child to a man
The little prince can
Never enjoy what he sees is
His mountain of stuff
Though never enough
Claims his soul while he overseas it.
That quest for the till
That vast want unfilled
Binds the man to the thought that he needs it
The substance he craves
Though his being depraved
Will be free only when he concedes it.
Categories:
greed, character,
Form:
Rhyme
Long ago, a girl and boy met walking through a pumpkin field.
She laughed and ran, he dared to chase, and neither ever paused to yield.
The boy was rich, and she was poor - for this they did not care.
For what was fortune or the lack, when playtime be your fare?
The year ran out and came again, and pumpkins grew once more.
The boy and girl would meet and laugh and tell of local lore.
Year on year the two would meet until they both grew tall.
And one good year he stole kiss, sometime late in fall.
“Marry me,” he said to her and her response was “yes.”
She laughed and sang and didn’t mind she had nothing for a dress.
The boy, once home was sat straight down and sternly told to choose.
The girl he loved would ne’er be his, else his fortune he would lose.
The proposition made him think, perhaps he had been wrong,
And in the pumpkin field again, he made her wait so long.
The girl, she had no gold or jewels – only love and faith,
So, nothing mattered quite as much as that one handsome face.
He kissed her long and then again, his passion cruel and bold,
He told her then she’d ne’er be his - and left her in the cold.
The next day dawned, the farmer farmed, and all seemed as before,
Until he stumbled on some cloth and recognized the frozen form.
Tears had hardened where they’d fallen, down her pretty cheeks,
And her lovely lips so still and blue, never more would speak.
The farmers anger grew and glistened, though he knew quite well,
There’d be no justice for the girl, in this calloused dell.
He took the pumpkin she had clutched and carved in it a look,
A hellish laugh condemned the boy for the life he took.
The boy, he saw the farmers gourd, and fear did strike his heart.
He ran so fast he tripped at last and down a cliff he did depart.
And every year that has gone by the villagers remember,
And put their pumpkins at the door, within each gourd an ember.
It flickers so, that every soul would know that good comes not
To those that pray upon their lessers – comes only spoil and rot.
Categories:
greed, death, halloween, heartbroken, horror,
Form:
Narrative
What a joke
What a laugh
People stressing
The overdraft
Oh my
Oh me
How much will it be?
Can I afford to pay?
Another unfair bill today?
Such is the way of the corporate ladder
To send paper with numbers
In order to get fatter
I laugh at your effort
To rob me long distance
Instead I smirk
And return resistance
It seems odd to me
That people fret
Like they’ll ever collect
Is what I bet
I wait for it all to collapse
For corporate America
To fall into relapse
Then look at the greed
And what they have brought
How much blood from a stone?
Is my thought
I love to laugh at these greedy misguided fools
Sending paper numbers
To obedient tools
When they send you pictures of numbers
Send them pictures of money
And laugh, laugh, laugh………..
Eric (and sometimes not)
Categories:
greed, life, peopleme, me,
Form:
Free verse
Our public toilets have been locked
to stop people from stealing
The depths that some folk stoop to
is really quite revealing
They stole the toilet paper
from dispensers on the wall
And hand sanitiser from the sink
folk were left with none at all
The actions of selfish people
have spoilt it for the rest
And if you’ve bladder issues
you’re now put to the test
There’s no toilets available
if caught short when out shopping
Beware of people in the aisles
if they’re crossed legged and hopping!
03/30/20
Categories:
greed, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
Slowly you wind your net
Intent upon a snare....beware
Slyly he comes interest he feigns in your day....
He comments on the weather
While your feet are fixed in a snare
His two edged sword is placed for a quick kill
His mercy is protective of his time
For time is money!!
Categories:
greed, angst, family,
Form:
Free verse
insatiable surge
of a dissatisfied mind-
count blessings instead
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Contest: Senryu about greed, lust or loss
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
Placed 2nd
© 11th July 2019
Categories:
greed, desire,
Form:
Senryu