Greed And Grave Poem by Tony Adah
Greed And Grave
Early morning we wake up
With the lark
Running and falling and rising
Chasing and getting
Spending and struggling back
We behave like tomorrow will not come
A house and a car and a jet and all
In the end a small hole called grave
Too small to be accommodated by greed.
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: greed
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