Envy
Oh, how they do shine
How they move and flash about
Bloating of prestige
Garments and graces
Conveniences and comforts
Rides that roll and soar
So, these things desired
The grand baubles you long for
Sparkling in their mounts
Catching bright, the eye
Speaking lies to your status
And bleeding pockets ...
Do they bloom in hearts?
Is anyone the better
For their gleam and glow?
Is life extended?
Do they fill the weary soul
Or grant forgiveness?
Please, know this one truth:
All this wondrous elegance
Each prized possession
Is but a bright farce
And will rust in the cold rain
For the sake of LOVE ...
Kindness, joy, passion
Grace, charity and friendship
Faith, hope ... life itself
Are the TRUE treasures
Hold them, precious, to your heart
And count yourself blessed
Let go the wanting
And embrace all you have now
All your heart ... can hold.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "One Of The Seven Deadly Sins" Poetry Contest
Edward Ibeh, Judge & Sponsor.
* Syllables counted at HowManySyllables.com
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