Zhijian Jiang


A thermometer,
Her glass shell packed with,
Material mercury,
And blank noble sentiment.

When greed has a fever,
Mercury keeps inflating,
And gradually occupy blank.

Greed keeps having a fever,
The thermometer will burst at the end,
Only the incomplete body left.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 3, 2012
Poem Edited: Saturday, March 3, 2012

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  • Rekha Mandagere (4/26/2012 1:23:00 AM)

    The poem is really superb and educative. I just love the comprison used here. Nice write.

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