Sing me no more thy melodies
Of greed.
Lest I get lost in dreams
that refuses to appear when I'm awake.
Teach me no more rhythm of thy pieces of Luxury.
Lest I dance too well in its theatre I forget the hunger of
Mine own brother.
O let every note that sit in thy staff of fame fade away.
O if thou sing every beat precise yet not give a care
Of the naked.
Pray may it fade .Fade never to appear.
O sayeth not thou care thine men for beauty's sake.
I feel as if thou art a superficial beauty with
Beast lurking within.
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