Category : Poems

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I live in a land
Where money is king
Greed is the god
To whom they all sing
Land of the lost
Has come to my hand
So gather around
And strike up the band


Play me a tune
You piper of old
Tell me a story 
Of silver and gold
Tell me I must
Have more than the rest
Before I die
And you lay me to rest
Play me a tune 
You piper of old
Tell me a story
Of silver and gold


So sell me a soul
For my silver and gold
That I may be whole
No matter the cost
So I can chase dreams
I want no part of
And wander the desert
Like a man who is lost


Play me a tune 
You piper of old
Tell me a story 
Of silver and gold
Tell me I'm lost
If I don't have it all
Because of my greed
I've missed my true call
Play me a tune
You piper of old
Tell me a story
Of silver and gold


I once had a dream
I thought was my own
But discovered a plot
To deceive and disown
A nightmare arose
And consumed me whole
Invaded my brain
To consume my soul


The cost of this dream
Was so great a price
That none could recall
If it glittered at all
We stumbled and fell
When the wage came due
But on played the piper
Like it was nothing new