It’s Vain

It’s vain to nourish the soul with jealousy and pride

The self-traitorous one wants to snatch away someone else’s morsels

Innermost greed weakens life’s forces and consumes the soul like ravenous termites

Vainglorious wisdom set-off the unfortunate events of destruction

Insalubrious mind wouldn’t mind unleashing a tirade against freedom and love

Ignorance is unrepentant; a hardened heart and crumbly soul is perfidious

Avaricious dreams devour the mind that cradles them

Stolen satisfaction rips away the mask to expose a henious face