Best Poem of J. Edward Armstrong

Greed -(Cold Cash)
Greed as the teacher, so willing to learn
Quenching a thirst, the only concern

No doubt some are murky, but this is quite clear
A line was crossed over, one should never be near

The silent one's prayed on, they could not protest
But words found on paper, to the crime they confessed

The fruit . . .
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Staring at the ceiling, night after night
begging for rest that won't come
Wheels are a turning
For the off switch is lost.
A demand you remember
By chance you forgot.

Such shame and despair
but no way to still
Its cloak must we wear
one's fate is so sealed

Words that were . . .
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