Constant Ngozi

Money - Poem by Constant Ngozi

Having solidly secured second seat of omnipotency
He makes mess of his dense lovers, in constancy
The more they love him, the less they love selves
He makes them, to have him, bait, even selves
Money kills, in them, integrity, justice, love, mercy…

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 24, 2005

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