Greedy…a Poem
How do the greedy get greedy
Does it come from a fear
Of being needy
Is it due to a state of childhood lack
Or is it simply one of those things
That can take over a life
And fill it with strife
As easily as a fast train
Can run off a track
Is it vicious and mean
A force that is obscene
Or just another plant in the soil
In which its sufferers are embroiled
Is it due to the karma in which they are coiled
Are are we making too much of a fuss
Over something
That like old age and death
Is just another case
Of a flawed human race
Being prone to
The promiscuity
Of
The dust?!