Greedy Men

all one small rhyme poem I tried to do.

Greedy men with their money,

Many of them think poor is funny,

Greed controlling each one like an irresistible force,

The only way to free themselves is to go against its course,

If they can heal the sick and help the poor,

Then they can rise from the floor,

Greed is one of the worst kinds of plague,

And it only gets worse when it’s vague.

Author's Note

This one was all in one shot since I didn't have anything else to do at the time so I may have messed up a little.