Greed - Poem by yvonne campbell
Greed knows nothing about preservation
all is knows is pure elevation (with no guidance)
lies occur during this rise full of corruption
like a careless driver, greed hits a dead end
Greed, it may steal everything you just gave,
greed for power will start the worst war.
The guilt will last until the grave,
this is how people remember you
Greed will cause problems,
that's part of life
These are our emblems,
that will grow in our hearts, from a seed to a stem.
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