Elegy I Poem by Matt Starking

when the glory of a
man
is turned into a
mystery
his pride becomes a
mockery
for ignorant of the
truth
is the cultivation
of wickedness
and arrogance the
father of
foolishness
his heart consume by
grief
and his mind hunts
him a relief
but lost in belief
for his god fails
him
and nothing to be
held in high esteem
for his reward is
condemnation
caught in the web of
desperation
his effort can only
end him a
frustration
the sky blue turns
dark
the bad wind blows
away the good luck
an innocent man
drowns at sea
for his soul is
empty
his flesh perishes
and he dies in his
anguish
his body afflicted
for a greedy soul
is full of lies
the deeds of the
righteous is
perfection
and that of the
devil is destruction
for evil his
invention
when the righteous
perish, evil
flourish
he lives in the
heart of men
and their body his
den