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The Effects of Greed

Sitting in his kingdom of endless riches
A man amused by material wishes
An infinite need for more and more
With limits on splurging most often ignored
But when one’s mind is ruled by a greed, 
Trust cannot exist, because sin exceeds
Friends and family, nowhere to be found
Resistance to help, leaving lives on the ground
In the end, loneliness conquers his reign
Sitting in his kingdom of endless pain.

Free of the worries that modern day brings,
Like falling in love and buying new things
I lay in a realm of riches, content 
Blind of the day, everlasting descent
My wife closely follows, shadowing me 
With love and affection, dear Ann Marie
But distracted by that which glitters gold
Smiling, I gaze at the treasures I hold
Desire, infectious, inside it grows
Like an addiction that can’t be disposed.
Now, love isn’t seen as a priority
Instead, currency is my authority
With days that I spend on shopping sprees
Staying homebound does not come with ease
Clutched so tight, I cannot let it go
A craving for spending the money I own 
Obsessed with the color, shades of green
Infatuated by my jade bloodstream
Pumps to my ravenous heart, so it seems
Leaving me greedy in powerless dreams
Escorted by luxury items and clothes
And though I want more I shall never dispose
Merely watching my inventory grow
Is this desire a friend or a foe?
For dispersed from my sickness, I sense worry
As those around me leave in a hurry
Attached to possessions held in my hand
Solitude calls me, alone I will stand
Who needs companions, untrustworthy friends 
Money is abundant to me, free of ends
Forget those who leave, I’m all that I need
Apart from my beautiful Ann Marie 
I love her so dearly, but where’s she been?
Viewing my love for money as a sin
Sightless I seemed, avoiding her love
When money and treasures were all I spoke of
Her heart must have obviously ached enough
A quick getaway, without even a bluff
A silent escape to isolate me
Alone in this mansion, alone I will be.

Copyright © Debbie Dickinson | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 5/13/2016 10:37:00 PM

DEBBIE, Fantastic writing, glad to read your poem tonight. Forever ~LINDA~
Date: 5/12/2016 10:10:00 AM

Debbie, creative and well done. Thank you for sharing. **SKAT**

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