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Best Poems About / On GREED
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Shaking The Pagoda
Their seething toil churned
And churned and churned
The confined milky-ocean labouring
Whilst Vasuki's fanged venom
Throttling Shiva, Parvathi to scurry
All in spirit of unity rose up
Karpaga, Kamadenu.Mahalakshmi, Dhanvantri
And a potful of Amrit afloat
Be dished out to Devas
Whilst whorls storming the serpent
Their raging hilarity acquired
Perfumed with Karpaga all else in heaven
Decreed Devas won to declare Asuras driven
Whilst the asuras sheltering in humans
Deceived to avenge awaiting to betray
All in desirous guise Asuras sown
In a hush of reach to shake Karpaga
Possessed humans shaped up
Their masquerade named Desire
Whilst Asuras grading up to greed
Their craving quest humans coveted, coveting
For alltime bestowment to shake Karpaga
Illusorily on rungs of forbidden piety
Whilst Asuras delivering anger, enmity, hatred
Laddering and befriending lust and greed in hell
Indira Renganathan
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Morning in our Family
Morning in our Family
Ok, bye Daddy, Im going
Floats across the drawing room
From my daughter, dressed in sari.
Blue and greed are SCB colours,
Where she works for last 12 years,
Now looks like a walking Bank!
Very few MBAs stick to same job
Greed impels them, and fear of stagnating,
She is of a different breed!
Money doesnt matter much to her
She spends freely; gives generously;
Saves minimum; behaves like a non-MBA.
My wife is on the other sofa,
Talking to Zorro and the other cats
By turn, but fond and proud of her daughter.
Joti leaves early in the morning to Bank
Via Gym in Churchgate, and she and wife
Reach back home only after 9 oclock.
I go to office in the morning, in past
After going to gym or swim or both,
But not now for I seem to overexercise.
Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
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A Far Greater Threat
More of a threat to human existence than the economic recession is the ozone hole in the sky
That scientists claim is growing bigger as the years go by
Caused by carbon emissions that cause Global warming by experts we have been told
The climate is warming even in Lands known to be cold.
Compared to climate change economic recession as a problem seems small
To human existence on the Planet the greatest challenge of all
Is Global warming which we know is Worldwide
Due to our greed for material gain we've put Nature offside.
This World is for us to live in not for to destroy
For the future generation every young girl and boy
We are making life for them harder for our greed they must pay
I hope I am wrong in this though it does seem that way.
The economic recessions they come and they go
And after every recession the economy does grow
But Global warming to humanity is a far greater threat
As it does seem a matter of life and of death.
Francis Duggan
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RESISTANCE
My forebears carved rice terraces
from the foot of mountains
In the wooded apex, they plucked berries
Swapped stories of childrens betrothal
And antics of precocious grandchildren
They sowed seeds and more seeds
For the future thousands of years ahead
Pledged by the bulges in womens bellies
The shrill cry smile of a newborn babe
The frantic scream of countless fawns
Skittering through the dense backwoods
Hungry for their mothers breasts
Amid the smell of clean, fresh air
The white men came with their guns
My forebears spilt the white mens blood
On the land that breathed their life
With blood, they watered their dream
That their future would one day arrive
No gun could erase their bloodline
You came with your promise of jobs,
Of civilization, of candies and easy life
But life was easy before your kind came
The last frontier you see here is not ours
To bargain away to insatiable greed
We loaned it from our children
As our forebears did from us
We cannot betray our forebears dreams
The lies of your greed are worse than guns
The thick shadow of your deception
Is cast on our history, evident in our hunger
The destruction of our burial grounds
The muted cries of our ancestors ghosts
Your lies will end our lives, erase our future
Blood is the color of our determination
Our history will not die with your lies
Do not force us to paint this land
with your blood
Cheryl L. DaytecYaρgot
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