Greed!
They refuse to leave
They are the shadows
Of life, fighting for
A place in time
That refuses to take
SHAPE!
Shadows do not
Make history
Only jeopardise
The tomorrow
With the sun hiding
Behind the shady
CLOUDS!
They keep sucking
Your vitality
Your life-blood
Your treasure
And
Your glory
That has been
Reduced to dust!
“Dust thou art
And to dust
Thou shall return.”
They are the shadows
Of life, fighting for
A place in time
That refuses to take
SHAPE!
Shadows do not
Make history
Only jeopardise
The tomorrow
With the sun hiding
Behind the shady
CLOUDS!
They keep sucking
Your vitality
Your life-blood
Your treasure
And
Your glory
That has been
Reduced to dust!
“Dust thou art
And to dust
Thou shall return.”
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