Thoughts Of Mere Men Poem by Samuel Flegons

Common are dreams and thoughts
In minds of many mere men
Thoughts of satisfaction and gain
Corrupts our well made brain.
They come in times of lack
Others in quest for so much power
Gradually our brain they hack
Arrive in no mean hour.
To rise above the stars
To move beyond reverse
To dump away many miles
To trod to paradise town.
To get drunk of honey
To get stucked of money
To live a life of riley
To dream dreams so dearly