And Greed Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

And greed

Out of red, white, blue
Comes out, shines a glow
Of the age, by skin:
"I am old, middle aged, " or "a teen".

To one's eyes all: "warning".

Then you think of the beach
Beauties and the waves
Shiny legs and breasts
Suddenly comes ashore a wild beast:
"Life has been, is, will be as are sands
Or desert's delightful moving dunes
All from the mountains, volcanoes and corals
Made of rocks and fossils."

And you think
Of body
Of the parts; those unseen
Most of all thought of love,
Hate, revenge, and greed.

I enjoy working in
Sunny day that reveals
Body parts and movements
To enforce an appeal
For secrets and hidden.

And I must
Write them all
To enjoy, scripts.