Greed Poem by Ivan Brooks Sr

Greed is conny and abstract
But it's a very quiet monster
Whose mission is never exact
It's only a glutinous imposter.

Only sweet evil it attracts
It's all a vessel of troubles
Without remorse it extracts
From all those who struggles.

Why is it thy belly never fills?
This is one sad and ugly story
Thinking of it gives me chills
What greed does is so very ugly.

All hail here comes Mr greed
Thy deeds are cruel and evil
And your work is a bad seed
Now it operates like a devil.

Greed is a corrupt missionary
Cocoon for those who embezzle
Seed of greed, harvests bribery
In thy company I'll never meddle

Bad boy of dishonest motives
You germinate only corrupt seed
oh greed, you have ruined lives
When you ignored honest creed

Garage of the ill gotten wealth
You represent perpetual disgrace
Because of your mastery stealth
Yet your name I will not embrace