Fool's Gold Poem by Words and mists
Fool's Gold
It's ego stands on a tower overlooking it's goal;
it's eyes piercing in fierce desire.
Engulfed in the scent of it's own flame;
it looks on beating it's chest.
'Mine, mine' it repeats the beginning and end of it's vocabulary;
as it's childish hunger remains unquenched forever on that tower.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
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