Spooky Mind

Rookie (12-13-88 / Port angeles washington)

The Ancient Corruption - Poem by Spooky Mind

The lust for power
You must have it all
Will this corruption never fall?

Decei t

Money is the root
Money is the root
Money is the root of it all

If we could just once look past the almighty dollar
Stop all this childish bulls***
I've been driven to the end of my wit
Killing your neighbor for a buck
No one gives a f***
No one ever will
No one will ever have their fill
Of the Godley dollar bill

This greed will be the end of everything
And when order falls to chaos
when humanity comes to a close
Everyone will feel the disturbingly ironic sting

And even then im sure no one will loosen their their tight cling

order will crumble to chaos
humanity will come to a bitter close
and even then no one will let go of thier green.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 21, 2008

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