Fate

A Poem by peacefrog

Man necessitates quit,

render him helpful.

Binge on the drunkards idea

During a spellful.

Drain the rich poor,

squander the paper.

Lash out sordid deeds,

The greed never tapers.

Wish upon the well

In search of one’s ken.

Answers retreat,

Mind fatefully rends.

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Very well expressed. Keep it up!

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Added on May 7, 2017
Last Updated on May 7, 2017

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