Fool's Gold Poem by Devon McElveen
Fool's Gold
All that glitters,
One's sight obscured by such beauty.
Or is it seen as vanity?
Who am I to judge?
When does on throw away their beliefs
In exchange for money?
For fame?
Fool's Gold.
That's all it can be seen as.
Selfish killing,
Working to an unlawful goal...
Once more,
Who am I to judge?
When this life is glorified
It is difficult not to
Become a follower.
But not impossible...
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