He
lived in a world of maggots
They
infested the world, consumed it
These
weren’t regular maggots,
They
were smart
He
lived to work, like his fathers and mothers before him.
He
was taught to love the drink of poison.
Money
ran through his veins.
Like
a torrent that the flooded everything in its path
Greed
was his mistress, cruel, jealous, and bloodthirsty
Slowly
strangling his life
Greed
lingered like an ember that slowly burnt his soul alive.
His
once vibrant, health veins became dry to the touch.
The
world around him moved as it always had.
But
he could no longer taste the sweet nectar of life.
Alone
on his couch, he found no delight in his thoughts
His
life was devoured by his beloved mistress
And
so with no one looking he felt the cold, familiar pinch of metal on his temple.
And
with a quick flick of his mind every thing black
All
his world, his mom and dad, his greed
Was
gone forever
Blackness
consumed him
And
the maggot infested world, spun, spun, spun
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