When it serves the ego's evil side
To fulfill worst intents and whims
Keep them in secret to save pride
And coveted wild dreams to brim
The simple bares and erases sins
Palace in heavens he would buy
Or amulets to keep away Djinns
Clear mental disease to kin guy
To grasp hegemony and rule
In hiring consciences bribing votes
To rob whole treasury like a ghoul
To treat people meaner than goats
Who love appearance may decay
Neglect necessities deprive health
Thinking others praise what they lay
Not to measure their belly girth
Bad addictions wealth may deplete
Don't endeavor any of those ways
You'd be miserable none you greet
Rueful when regret has no quays.
Kassem Oude
On November 5,2015
Wonderfully you have shared your thoughts here and this is entirely thought provoking. Nice sharing really...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Money is too tempting for some people. They would sell their souls for it. I believe you are correct to call it a mental disease. We can only pity the poor people who go crazy for money. A very well written poem, filled with truth.