REY ADEL & DIOMA'S POETRY ANTHOLOGY OF POEMLETS: COLD GOLD
The night did come upon this world Swallowing all that seeks for gold For blackness makes the gems cold But in darkness men grow bold. The sun faded because it felt old The luster gone, its heat untold. Men in greed, truths unfold His bestiality, now out of mold. The dawn did come, fast and bold Like men, he realized all, when told: Gold glitters but they leave you cold; Humility and wisdom are better to hold.
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