Greed In Green. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

Microscopic elegance widely ignored
The myopic putrescence of sponge men
Who tuck red liquid in green paper.
Vomit.
The summit of indelicacy can be
Reached in no time to rhyme
With sister
Hypocrisy.
Short lived access to manhood
Is understood to be the excess
Form of
Supremacy.
Humanhood is no fun.
The run can take long
Stretches of insistence
To savor its fragrant
Substance.
See the limits of untorn habits
And seek the work of ants
As a grant
From well-schooled
Hobbits.
My mind can peacefully grind
Sweet grains of wisdom
While challenging Time
To exhibit its masterpieces
Of patience in managing
Human deficience.