So I haven't been able to catch up quite well with the April poetry thing but i thought i'd pick and choose prompts i missed and write them when i can. So one of the prompts was to write about a color, i choose the color gold. The color gold reminded me of greed.

I was in the mall today and I was thinking how sad it is that everybody runs around with hands made of dollar bills, trying to get the dress or shirt that they want. Greed will always be prominent in our society. Capitalism will always prevail, sadly. Capitalism is the only way that America can survive. We strive and live on the advertising. These thoughts and more walked into my head like a drunk into a bar. So I decided what better time to write a poem.  

Golden Greed

As I walked through the mall today

Searching for a book to read at

The local mall bookstore

I couldn’t help but notice that

We still are a capitalistic society

We swallow the slimy horrible tasting advertisements

because it’s the only way to live

Capitalism is ingrained in our skin

Like prisoners in Russia it’s marked

We are pigs rolling in our own golden filth

And our society is made of golden corruption

Where Gold paves our streets

And gold builds our buildings

And gold is in the needles of drugs

And gold is stuck between our teeth

And greed holds a heavy cloud over our heads

Greed starts wars

And gold finishes them

Greed destroys lives

And gold laughs

I wonder if we’ll ever learn that greed

Doesn’t get us anywhere

I wonder when we’ll become aware

That greed divides us

And conquers us