Greed is a creator of poverty,
And it bothers me.

When people have greed,
We can’t get what we need.
And those we love we can’t feed.

When people have greed,
They forget their creed,
To give those in need:
“Inasmuch as you did to one of the least of these…
You did to Me.” [1]

Greed is a creator of poverty,
And it bothers me.

Greed blinds like a mirror does,
They buy in bulk just because
They’re afraid the life that was
Will fall to COVID’s jaws.

Greed blinds like a mirror does,
They’re afraid the life that was
Will soon come to a pause,
In the sight of the virus’s jaws.

Greed is a creator of poverty,
And it bothers me.

The world is coming to an end,
And no one cares about his friend.
And there is no one on whom you can depend,
Leaving everyone for themselves to fend.

Greed is venomous;
The antidote is to be generous.

Yet, now we have learned the value of a friend,
And what it means of a hand to lend,
And the luxury we once had, we now comprehend.

This way we will beat the effects of greed,
When we are generous in deed;
And we will learn the paradox
That when we freely give,
Then we will all be rich.

[1] Matthew 25:40

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