Stars, shining in the sky....
Candles lit in the houses
Of the angels up above high
Giving hope to our senses.
Angels live in the minds
Of those who are in need
And tired of never lasting greed
Where men with a heart at last finds.
Stars..., the shining ray of hope
Will last long even after the flood
That takes all with a full stop
And all that remains is only the human greed.
Wow! brilliant write man, , the greed of man never stops, its an incurable cancer..
nice poems, always harp on human greed. hammer at our conscience
you are right stars that shine bring hope they inspire us nice poem
wonderful verse! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! I love it very much. strong words and beautiful meaning! Bravo!
Love it! It started out, I wasnt sure where it was leading, but I followed, and feel I ended up at a pot of gold, thanks for sharing! I belive youd enjoy my poem about gred & war- I wrote it yesterday, cant remeber what I titled it....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
[Greed of man is incurable] A g'd poem! ! !