what is it makes us want,
something not our own
that we could have had
at any moment,
becomes more precious,
once someone else
wants it too,
what drives us to covet
what is not our own
desire it more,
because another
would have it too
become possessed,
to possess possessions
not our own,
spending time energy and life
even call it natural
biological and strife,
good becomes empty
beautiful, ugly
truth, illogical and satanic
we fall upon
the daggers of greed
bleeding evil sins
very true-- i remember that commandment 'Thou shall not covet thy neighbours goods' +++++++10 regards anju
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful words suitably woven on present day's greed suitable all time..great