Thursday, January 19, 2012

On wealth & death

Haunted memories
&
Shadowed forms
Delight within the enchanting flame
A moment, burning bright
Wealth is
Freedom from Poverty
&
Slavery to the Soul
For if you test a wineglass
It will shatter upon the floor
To have enough gold to fill your grave
Buried under a meaningless avalanche
Such is the Devil’s seductively faithful lie

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