Enriquito Lucero Jr.


Evil - Poem by Enriquito Lucero Jr.

A stranger handed
A piece not stranded
For long at one's hand.

A many chased it
Every one held it
Not long at one's hand.

It travels as means
A treasure that reigns
Yet freed by one's hand.

You have it with you
From there you will know
Evil? From your hand.

- June 27,2006

* The root of all evil as they say, is 'Money' yet from our hand we have the choices... Evil?


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2009



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