Your a different breed of people
With a different kind of need
Your a different type of person
The ones who have the greed
You constantly tread, on the little man
Begrade him every way you can
With your noses flailing, high in the sky
They often question, why?
As the duality of men, does truly excist
I can only pray for the poor and resist
Greedy people would rule the earth and
Bury the meek if given the chance
Oh! greedy people
You ca'nt take your riches with you
So, just leave a tad for the homeless
The very least good, you may do
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Of all the 'sins' of man greed seems the least logical. As your poem points out so well, none can take anything from this life, so isn't it wise to share any abundance? Greed then seems so very senseless a behavior. Thanks for this poem.