When unto the road, a strange man - he meets
his heart happen to rest upon which his eyes have set
A pile of gold...shining and neat
and boxes of diamonds..it made him complete.
Then he had a word with the seller
A deal between them was made
Then he joyfully collected his purchases
a treasure that'll create his grave.
After the purchase was made and the deal was sealed
He greedily cling on the treasure he held
Then one night as he lay comfortably in his bed
a deathly phantom appears to do its bid..
He lay there...not moving...still
as death comes and drink its fill
breath leaves his cold, purple lips
his life already gone...his soul was reaped...
For the purchase he made was the token of the devil
wealth, glittering diamonds..all causes such evil
to want them so selfishly, he made the fatal deal
Sold his soul to the seller who resides in hell.
2 COMMENTS
Sharmishtha Shenoy
November 12, 2015 - 08:29 But gold is needed! Maybe in a more honest way one needs to earn.Lea Ebio
November 22, 2015 - 15:36 I think you're right sharm