Glow Worm Poem by Josey Alfred

I dream't of getting rich, in life
I craved riches, in all my dreams,
Just to meet my growing needs
And to make up my prestige


The wants of life grew, so-fast
I strove to catch up, as much I could
Yet the needs kept growing fast,
So I thought to make illegal wealth.

I tried to earn by short cuts new
And got response now fast and sure!
My income grew by shady means
I found new ways to enhance pleasure.

The more I gained riches all black,
The less I mingle with the world,
I shrank in shell to hide my face,
Still I wish to control the world.

By closing eyes with drowsy lids,
I close my eyes to moral ways!
I care no more what world may think,
I think they envy my status and wealth.

Yes the wealth, my hard earned wealth,
I dictate deals for my profit.
I just don't hide the force of my wealth
And force each one to obey or loose.

I made this wealth with my own hands
The wealth unknown to world outside,
I will rule world with my these hands
And do as I deem, wish to do.

All the greener pastures will,
Come to me for my own use.
All these dreamy beauties will,
Dance and yield to my whims.


All my carnal dreams will now!
Thrive with maiden flowers now, fresh,
I will pay them with coins of gold
They will thus gain my gold coins.

Yes my face look ugly and old
For long, I lived a wanton life.
But why they care for my face
As all they want is my gold.

In youth I dream't of lovely days,
With lovely maids Around my fold,
And would treat me with sweetest wine
And fill to brim my ego’s cup.

How sweet would it be Oh, my heart?
With all the dreamy sensual dames,
They will adore my latent dreams;
And make me to float in, true bliss.

I woke from dream, and saw a crowd
Some police, public all so wild,
They took me hand-cuffed, to the court
The judge sentenced me, life term in jail.

My dreams dare not give company
And grill my heart in agony
For they match not my wealthy days
I sleep and live in, filthy cellar.
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