Man's Greatest Enemy Poem by Kelvin Rush
Man's Greatest Enemy
No will to change no knowledge to seek
The blood that flows won't fill my creek
So wise am I to emanate light
That does not give me any sight
The bitter fruits that bear no love
The hatred fits just like a glove
The taste of selfishness and greed
The wound so desperate to succeed
I lay unconscious on my bed
Wanting desperately to be dead
My spirit left upon the shelf
Man's greatest enemy life itself
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