Gruesome greed
with gilded teeth
snaps and shreds
unwitting hands.
Flies its prize
to lair to feast
but fails to find
a place to land.
Bloated giants
rise to gorge
on remnants
from the beast,
fed by hand
from father George
stripped skinless
from the least,
who stare,
the horror to behold,
starving dying
all around.
A parachute
of solid gold
comes crashing
to the ground.
Thought I'd post one from a little while ago. If it looks familiar, it could be because I had it posted on another site.



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