Dark Of Riches

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Darkness Of Riches

By Andra-Cristiana Stan



Money they say,
Fortunes they may,
Opulence they cry,
Fancy they spy.

Riches of earth,
On a tray of wrath,
Soul is the math,
They pride along the path.

Evil mistakes,
Innocent flakes,
Of a few cries,
When the world pries.

Happiness is doomed
When the fire is provoked,
Under the noise of the marked,
In the place of the darkened.

Nothing ensues
After dawn emerges,
For the clover misses,
The wake of the clashes.


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Darkness Of Riches by Andra-Cristiana STAN, Romania. Copyright © February 2019. All Rights Reserved

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