Greed

Betwixt the green of envy and deep indigo of lust,

Across alluring gluttony in flaxen ribbons trussed,

Just below the rolling red of wrath and violet pride,

Lying ever seething with baby blue sloth just beside

Sits the golden glimmer every man has seen before;

That need once all needs have been met, that ceaseless need for more.

Warm yellow says he's innocent, a tool for your success,

But something evil hides behind that gentle blond fluoresce.

He slyly whispers from one side, "you can't be satisfied."

"You hardly have enough to keep the whole world in your stride."

His closed hand hides the angel twin to the devil in his eyes;

The gleam of greed is a gleam indeed, in an effervescent guise.

Beware the green of envy and deep indigo of lust.

The sweet appeal of gluttony holds no amount of trust.

Turn away from crimson rage and a climbing self-esteem.

Icy indolence, though slow, can plot a fiendish scheme.

Deadly these are aptly called, for all are quick to swallow.

When these exist, the child of these is always there to follow.

Above all you must stay vigilant when faced with wicked greed;

Darkness lingers deep inside, and he waits to plant the seed.