Turpis lucrumA Poem by Dave W.Filthy lucre
Dirty is what you made me feel,
honest is what I was, caring is what I was, innocent is what I was, Too much talk, too much heart revealed, too much trust given, too blind to understand, Friends was the label for what we were, late night talks and counsil given, I loved your wisdom, you helped me understand thruths of life, Why did it need to change, why did you take advantage, I thought friendship had no price tag, sold for the sake of filthy lucre, I hope the 30 pieces of silver help you, I hope you the best, the chambers to my heart are now closed, all the locks have been changed, isolation has taken your place......
© 2025 Dave W.Author's Note
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StatsAuthorDave W.Tigard, ORAboutI love to write poetry and hope that something I create will connect with someone that needs to read it more..Writing
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