Stolen

For years I did not want to believe what you did

For years I ignored your malice

For years I ignored your theft

For years I crumbled beneath your young splendid face

And wondered why you greedily devoured our fate.

You stole something valuable

But now you should make amends

You pushed someone willingly into disgrace

You cannot ignore the depth of malice

A definite occurrence without a thought

You took from loved ones

You saddened their hearts

And left them to crumble.

Ignorance isn't going to make peace.

Ignore the stranger's voice.

Instead, stick to loved ones

Not the stranger that sits in your space

Haggling for greed,

Taking from us

Without a care

For who we are or where we are.

Time to make peace

And give up what you stole

Share your greed

Like it was meant to be.

Because the laid to rest

Can see and hear 

Your vindictiveness,

Your viciousness,

A righteous uplift

A greedy, growing, 

Coward.

Goodness must occur

Pureness must endure.

They say badness occurs 

On those who steal.

Greediness is an evil

A curse on your soul

Unless you release its menace.

It is time to realize what you did.

To give up and give in to its relish,

Crept prowling

Within your scornful, speckled mind.

Give up

Give in.

Do not dare to ignore

What you have become

As those who do

Never live happily.

Instead, they fail

And are attracted

To wickedness,

A fate

Chosen shamelessly.

A life of harshness

That will no doubt

Never leave your

Miserly, freckled soul.

Time to procure

And live a life

Free of theft.

Do not let it

Strike

Giving you a life

Of hardness and strife.

©️ Denise Larkin 2021. All Rights Reserved.

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