“ Without Boundaries ” ~ believed freedom ~

 

Boundless said free

Tho man soon found,

Ways to get round

Freedom he’d born,

Hence so to barter

For fistful of coin,

As greedy kings hold

Land’s realm be soul,

If crown be in peril

Man too has a role,

With boundary control

Of guised reason to war,

While yet he’ll exploit

Thru profiteer knaves,

Who’d whore any border

For all that says trades

Of whatever man craves,

Within the free boundaries

Thus till believed freedom,

Holds sovereign no more!

 

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“ Merchant of Greed ” ~ the gods did fashion ~

On day six

The gods did fashion

A creature thick

They labelled man,

Save on day seven

Concept was panned,

As but a failed trick,

And forced to confess

‘Twas their worst yet,

This lowest living form

The world would get,  

And gods coined human …

 

Thus without a soul

Ingredient main

In held man’s role,

Ideated in its stead

Implanting greed

To complete its head,

Yet would err apart,

By the omit of a heart…

 

Hence till all be dust

This fashioned man,

Be a merchant of greed

Who’d forever fuss,

To feed an inexorable lust!

                                                  

                                              ~ a cry for woman to usurp,

                                                         considering man’s record ~