The Root of All Evil

For the money contest...

Who am I? I'll throw you a hint,

Small, crisp note, accompanies lint,

Something like a genie when spent,

Nice jewelry, next month's rent,

Multitudes of wishes fulfilled,

Need protection? How about cold steel?

 

Still not ringing any bells?

 

Well, I am the shadow of dreams,

Provider of life and death,

Every breath of my scent, similar to a hit of meth.

Landed many a men in a realm of avarice,

Have and have nots? Oh, you don't know the half of it,

They yearn for my touch; like cold lips, reminisce the last kiss,

 

Atop every ladder of prosperity, the utmost rung,

Yet still lurking underground, six feet; old, but so young,

Darker and colder than the ninth circle, yet brighter than the sun.

Man's most intimate mate, call me his inanimate wife,

The facilitator of his happiness and pride, and his pain and strife,

Unlocked his generosites, and his inner demons, I control his life.

 

Jog any memories?

 

No? Okay, here comes another clue,

Washington, Jackson, Lincoln, Benjamin, just to name a few.

Put me close to your heart, or at the bottom of your shoe,

It matters not; my physical stance, because, in all truth,

I am your mentality. That's right, I control you, too.

Avarice, Greed, and Gluttony are the fruits; I am the root.

 

I am Money, nice to meet you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

I know the flow and rhyme schemes are off, but I listen to music when I write, and I kept switching beats.

Reviews

[Gracie-San]

This was abosolutely great. It was witty and clever, especially the ending line. It was just a perfect way to end it.

I would LOVE to read more from you. :)

[Jessica]

i absolutely loved this, the theme is great and you wrote it very creatively. i loved the personification and your word choice, good job ^__^

[Adora.xo]

Alright this was a really good poem! The rhyme scheme and rhythm weren't as off as you mentioned them to be. It went well with the raw, almost evil tone. Yes it is true, that money is the root to Avarice, Greed and Gluttony. I like the reference to Washington, Jackson, Lincoln, Benjamin.

Who am I? I'll throw you a hint,

Small, crisp note, accompanies lint,

Something like a genie when spent,

Nice jewelry, next month's rent,

Multitudes of wishes fulfilled,

Need protection? How about cold steel?

My Favourite part! Great job love!

~Adora

[Susie Q]

So true, even though the root of necessity, for ourselves or to help others. I hope you write more poems. Thank you for your reviews of my poems. If you get a chance read A Childs Dream & especially the last part about following your dreams.

[klp4]

nice! I thought it was still really good even though it does switch. A fun bit of writing, I enjoyed it.

[FeliciaS (Poetic Prince..]

Very good examples of what money can do to you if you let it.

[Dom Macchiaroli]

This is a good piece, and flows well I think.
One tech (maybe)- "Landed many a men (man)"
Well done.

[Y.]

I like it. Really got me into it, thinking. :)

[TL Boehm]

this is feral poetry - dangerously written - with a serious bite. Nicely penned.

[Petunia]

Woah. That was very interesting. As I look back over it, I see how the poem implies money. It was interesting to see how you percieve...money. Basically (what I'm trying, and failing, to say is) I really loved your poem. Good job!