Greed,

the need for more

to fill the sore void inside

our very core.

Hidden,

as bidden by

a society which tried

to villify

desires,

the fires which burn

all in turn, making us hide

that which we yearn.

Alone,

it's grown, consuming

the dooming fear of want denied

ever looming

above.

We shove feelings

in sealing prisons of pride

to fall, kneeling,

obedient,

an ingredient

that's rent, poured, and set aside,

now quiescent,

as the thoughts forced in your mind

let your dreams get left behind.