Poems About Greed Seeking Friendly Advice
#greed
Poems about greed seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Greedy Bastard
Can you not just be content.....
Content in this moment......
No need to experience anything new.
You have it all.
Right here,right now.
You're the lucky one.
But the saddest one.
Awake in your future.
Asleep in your NOW.
Does the sky ask for more?
Content in this moment......
No need to experience anything new.
You have it all.
Right here,right now.
You're the lucky one.
But the saddest one.
Awake in your future.
Asleep in your NOW.
Does the sky ask for more?
#greed
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Lust
We melted into thick fog
Hand in hand
Watching the moon
Slowly rise and wane
Eyes fixed on each other
Spinning our web
Of selfish lust
Desiring to be fed
Unaware our creation
Was a poisonous parasite
And would slowly eat away
Until our desire would die
Hand in hand
Watching the moon
Slowly rise and wane
Eyes fixed on each other
Spinning our web
Of selfish lust
Desiring to be fed
Unaware our creation
Was a poisonous parasite
And would slowly eat away
Until our desire would die
#dark
#greed
#heartbroken
#lust
#sadness
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thinking haiku
transnational boys
corporations run amuck
disrupt common good
corporations run amuck
disrupt common good
#corruption
#greed
#inequality #oppression
#inequality #oppression
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Dark's Psychosis
Torrents of insanity, narcissistic schizophrenia
in the dark's psychosis of self-destruction, now
all turn to shit because they know who I am,
another rambling fool without gage in a river
of bones, with shoes filled with stones, lost
and forgotten, devoured of soul in the mind's
chaos, like a pale horse in the dark's psychosis
preoccupied with, "The House that Jack Built."
in the dark's psychosis of self-destruction, now
all turn to shit because they know who I am,
another rambling fool without gage in a river
of bones, with shoes filled with stones, lost
and forgotten, devoured of soul in the mind's
chaos, like a pale horse in the dark's psychosis
preoccupied with, "The House that Jack Built."
#greed
#hypocrisy
#lies #manipulation
#lies #manipulation
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Catching the First Bus Out of Town
Philosophers are philosophers to ask
unanswerable questions
and then ask why
the questions are unanswerable.
the world turns,
and circles the sun
time tockingly advances,
all life moves from beginning to end,
it is only the mind of man
that is stationary
and rooted to this time and place,
forever doomed to repeat
the mistakes they will make tomorrow.
unanswerable questions
and then ask why
the questions are unanswerable.
the world turns,
and circles the sun
time tockingly advances,
all life moves from beginning to end,
it is only the mind of man
that is stationary
and rooted to this time and place,
forever doomed to repeat
the mistakes they will make tomorrow.
#disappointment
#greed
#hate
#humankind
#philosophical
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Center Stage
Veiled arsenal, twilight dark deliverance
of narcissistic primate flying monkeys
within their circle's weakest link, low
the esteem of inherently weak vessels
taking center stage, in life's drama
wearing a mask in a veiled arsenal
of twilight dark deliverance
of narcissistic primate flying monkeys
within their circle's weakest link, low
the esteem of inherently weak vessels
taking center stage, in life's drama
wearing a mask in a veiled arsenal
of twilight dark deliverance
#corruption
#deception
#greed #hypocrisy
#greed #hypocrisy
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For The Art of It
I wrote a poem
then I picked up a guitar
sang a couple lines
holy shit
that's a hit!
Jimmy Iovine is now looking at me
like I'm a chick with big tits
because there's money to be made
just not for the artist
getting clicks on Spotify
making hits
more like turning tricks
for your business daddy
took a few months
but I finally finished a book
it was the kind that enchants your mind
the buzz is going round
now Jeff Bezos is calling me up
Like he wants to fuck
I figure why not
but...
then I picked up a guitar
sang a couple lines
holy shit
that's a hit!
Jimmy Iovine is now looking at me
like I'm a chick with big tits
because there's money to be made
just not for the artist
getting clicks on Spotify
making hits
more like turning tricks
for your business daddy
took a few months
but I finally finished a book
it was the kind that enchants your mind
the buzz is going round
now Jeff Bezos is calling me up
Like he wants to fuck
I figure why not
but...
#greed
#satirical
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Rogues and Fiddlers
From the roof of the mouth dark-tongued
inside out from selfish rogues and fiddlers
with alter egos inside a cacoon etched in stone
they have wrecked smelling of salt of obsidian
graves leaving no ashes in the smoking urn
inside out from selfish rogues and fiddlers
with alter egos inside a cacoon etched in stone
they have wrecked smelling of salt of obsidian
graves leaving no ashes in the smoking urn
#dark
#emptiness
#greed
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ubermench
ubermench
When living in a block of flats is noisy
when a hammer and nails on walls to hang
up a painting bought at the supermarket
Hitler and Nazism interest me, it didn't die
in 1945 but grew like nestles in countries
mainly in Israel and Ukraine
After years of democracy that has ended
in a woke culture, Europe is turning right
finding a democracy that has brought
havoc like the import of millions of Muslims
bringing an alien way of life and a religion
that is as demanding as Christianity is vapid
in Ukraine, the...
When living in a block of flats is noisy
when a hammer and nails on walls to hang
up a painting bought at the supermarket
Hitler and Nazism interest me, it didn't die
in 1945 but grew like nestles in countries
mainly in Israel and Ukraine
After years of democracy that has ended
in a woke culture, Europe is turning right
finding a democracy that has brought
havoc like the import of millions of Muslims
bringing an alien way of life and a religion
that is as demanding as Christianity is vapid
in Ukraine, the...
#anger
#fear
#greed #hate
#greed #hate
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Elitist
Fixed with obedience
To feed is to bleed
in the folds of the paper
Are the words of their creed
The greed of the elitist
the needs of the frail
Beneath all of our bridges
is just salt in a pail
they’ll dredge you of honour
They’ll mar you of shine
They’ll keep you compliant
As they feather the line
When you lose all that matters
When you’re nipped of your vow
When you’re stripped of your patience
And you’re gripped in the now
The rule of the system
Overarching and grey
The grit of the...
To feed is to bleed
in the folds of the paper
Are the words of their creed
The greed of the elitist
the needs of the frail
Beneath all of our bridges
is just salt in a pail
they’ll dredge you of honour
They’ll mar you of shine
They’ll keep you compliant
As they feather the line
When you lose all that matters
When you’re nipped of your vow
When you’re stripped of your patience
And you’re gripped in the now
The rule of the system
Overarching and grey
The grit of the...
#corruption
#dark
#greed #poverty
#greed #poverty
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the slow demise
The houses in the hamlet emptie
old people are passing away
A timeworn man tried to flee his
empty rooms of stillness
His many children had gone away
leaving him with an idiot son
Who thought rabbits lived in
trees tall trees eating leaves
The timeworn wanted to see his
daughters who lived in America
The police brought him back to
the place he had tried to escape
In darkened rooms, he paces
tries out walk the pre-ordained
Sunlight is, for him, unbearable
reminds him of the...
old people are passing away
A timeworn man tried to flee his
empty rooms of stillness
His many children had gone away
leaving him with an idiot son
Who thought rabbits lived in
trees tall trees eating leaves
The timeworn wanted to see his
daughters who lived in America
The police brought him back to
the place he had tried to escape
In darkened rooms, he paces
tries out walk the pre-ordained
Sunlight is, for him, unbearable
reminds him of the...
#anxiety
#apathy
#fear
#greed
#grief
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Quasimodo Hump
Of poets and decadent rhapsodies shrouded in dark
wearing a Quasimodo hump of twisted minds
listening to their narcissistic calliope and talking to
shadows that cover them in a pinata of hero
worship, only because they are on the cover of a
magazine, that's printed in black..."Ain't it funny
how the mind slips away!"
wearing a Quasimodo hump of twisted minds
listening to their narcissistic calliope and talking to
shadows that cover them in a pinata of hero
worship, only because they are on the cover of a
magazine, that's printed in black..."Ain't it funny
how the mind slips away!"
#dark
#emptiness
#greed #loneliness
#greed #loneliness
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