Running Dry Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

He gained access to the forest:
Disfigured the trees without rest.
Tilled the soil and baked it's egg,
Fashioned out all useful pegs.
Became the collar's slave,
Loan himself to luxury's cave.
Took shelter under mammon:
Extending his wealth with glamour.
He bought the bank of wealth,
Gave few, willingly more kept.
Merged with Aristotle and Plato,
Likened to Jupiter and pluto.
Then after the fulfilment of his heart,
He elated his glottis pride:
'Let anyone ask, i have all, i'll give, even God, i have no debt':
And the Lord took his breath.
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