The Richest Miser Poem by Vincent Feliciano
The Richest Miser
How I despise
the basins of lies
my arrogance promised
and my confidence prized
I begrudge the pains
made by capital gains
that only made me heir
to permanent change
The damage is done
my victory won,
So why does my heart
say I never had one?
This wealth amassed
made me none the wiser
It has only made me
the richest miser
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: divorce,free,wealthy,money,greed,alone
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Miser is the root word for miserable... this is about all the things we do to be on top and number one, and the price all THAT will cost you.
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