Greed Poems - Poems about Greed

Why do so many not have enough for their most basic needs While others have more than they can ever spend They can’t take it with them in the end...

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The rich and their money, the rich and their caviar. The rich and their parties, the rich and their friends. The rich and their polo shirts, the rich and their tennis matches. The rich and their trust funds, the rich and their mansions. The rich and their cars, the rich and their speedboats. The rich and their engagements, the rich and their affairs. The rich and their absolutes, the...

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Isn't it funny how people see money pieces of metal so very small there's not a lot you can do with a penny or two money itself has really no uses at all it used to be beads and once it was shells at least you could wear them and buy or sell how many have a dim view of money pieces of...

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there is ugliness in this world where there is no need for it why do we tolerate indifference injustice, brutality and greed when there's plenty to go around it's a game of checkers for the have's and mere survival for the have-not's AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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I am a Democratic Socialist I believe that the People should rule I believe that the taxes collected should be used for each life-saving tool For nobody gets rich on a island and it isn’t just fortune or luck It takes legislative-corporate corruption it is capitalism, running amok All those products the billionaires sell us charging upgrades for every new year Truth be...

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I have seen a lot in this life, The only thing I haven't seen is that which doesn't exist, I have seen a lot in this life, That which my mouth cannot explain. Tell us what you saw Mr. Stephen, What is it you saw that Troubles you, Did you see the rainbow or seven colours of madness, Tell us Mr. Ekemezie...

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I remember what I am. So do they. Cognitive dissonance, Keeps them at bay. Illusions tend to Bind with lies. Look with your ears, Not with your eyes. Listen to your words, What do they say? They might just set you On your path today. Your soul's purpose Is hard to find. Think with your heart, Not with your mind. Pain helps us Find our way. Don’t hold tight, Lest it lead you astray. Two...

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How is it that greed corrodes thus the heart that so many are willing to compromise thoughts of afterlife so easily discarding aspirations for eternal peace ? AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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BLACKLAND PRAIRIE From Red River down to San Antone, The Blackland Prairie’s all but gone— Scoured clean by progress, tilled and torn, By “civilized” greed, excess born, A plundered land that mourns the dawn. Where bison and pronghorn used to roam In numbers lost in time and stone Now parking lots...

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You take joy in seeing my heart bleed, Because of your avarice and greed. The pains you caused come with no reprieve, Yet you’ve the audacity to leave. I invested every ounce in you, Your ponderings control all I do. My bitter cries you heedlessly sought, Yet you’re blind to the hatred you brought. How can your mind ever be at peace, When the...

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Mothers don't let your children grow up to be soldiers and march off to battle without remorse or of course a thought of regret to get in the way boys playing follow the leader 'We're only following orders' the young may say yet greed and stupidity is the name of the game either for land or in God's name history has taught nothing on judging it seems and trudging...

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For Jason and his Argonauts, golden wool was theirs to fleece For the British, Iran's oil was theirs to drill and steal In '53 the West led Iran's democracy into a tyrant's peace Now we call the trouble since all part of God's grand will So many harsh lessons are learned in winter's darkest days Only to be forgotten as...

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I step out to face the night, shielded like a medieval knight; and count my victories boldly won, need not count far for that is one; drag my fingers roughly through my hair, and stumble on the bones of some lost hare; never to remember peace, but lose myself a bit a piece; life never...

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Holy Gabriel evil Michael Pot calling kettle black Thieves of righteousness With demonized hands. Holy Uriel evil Raphael Birds of the same feather Father condemning son Innocent criminal criminalizing Innocent. Holy David evil Uriah Evil Sheba holy Bethsheba One lost a husband the other had none Bloody Mary turned Angel Katherina. Holy Satan evil God. They're always right and you're wrong always Satan judging demons for a pie Friend...

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Proverbs 18:12 “Before destruction the heart of man is haughty, and before honour is humility.” In the stillness of my senses, I hear a voice the voice – often distant, giving me its opinion when I look at the world and see, it is me that looks to be, the one I hear telling me to give into the...

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