The lurking between greed and pride
One man’s journey, the other man’s ride
Austere yearn leads far-fetched verve
Or a well carved graveyard with flora and herb
Vacuous vertigo violates vivid virtue vigorously
Dawn dust dries the night rain meticulously
Jovial subsequent it becomes, monopoly prior
Fate jettisons creativity into quagmire
Miscellaneous predicament shall rise with rising voracity
Bloodshed, war and conflict, be the rejoinder to pity
Tears, agony, and despondency glimpse the eye of innocent
And the color of harmony, go pale to faint
And lurking paves its path of victory
Again, ignoramus strikes greedy folks with a win on lottery
Never shall end the games of lurking
Until all and sundry doom one’s inner “greed-king”