When Greed Was King by Mike Williams 08/03/2016 @ 10:41 A.M.

There once lived a mighty king  
that loved gold beyond belief;  
who killed his kilth and his kin,  
for he was a greedy thief.

Obsession grew malicious
and apathy over time;
avarice seeped pernicious
to muddled with the king's mind.

Suffering this king's complex,  
the relm held on by a breath. 
He overtaxed his poor subjects  
and they nearly starved to death.
 
The king paid no heed to cries 
in his palace on the hill;  
lofty, looking toward the skies,  
he taxed them all further still.  

Whence came a fatal evening
and raised a loud battle cry.  
"No more of this king's scheming!"
Raised a plot for him to die.  

Poisoned was the king's gold cup
and heavy his golden crown.  
In his pride he deeply supped
as his wealth thus laid him down.

Hated by an angry horde,
the kings's stronghold fell to foes.
Plundered too the golden hoard,
and so the old story goes.

Be careful of what you desire 
and what you'll do for a thing.
For all the ill you acquire -
kills as when greed was king.