Abundance Abuses Poem by Kassem Oude

Getting more praises I feel disdain
Compliment should be little like spice
Too much seasoned foods bad remain
Respect's implicit, few words nice

Open kitchen fridge before kids
Make them obese and insatiable
They waste more than their needs
All sources must be controllable

Easy coming fortune sans pain
like inheritance or dubious trade
He over-spends for joy in vain
Toward bad conducts would degrade

Information's lush and too fast
Yet less people would try to learn
Many fill their time watching crusts
Jamming by bullshits their mind urn

Who possess wealth after dearth
would safeguard it within eyeball
Cry for the kid but who gave birth
and for fund but who made it tall.

Kassem Oude
Thursday July 13,2017