Gold or Water? by Ekler on Flickr.
Via Flickr:
He dreamed of fame and power most
and wished for water to turn into gold.
So he could live the life of gods
Until he would grow old.
He’s berried under black cold ground
His young bones turned to dust
I stood in silence on his grave
Not even knowing dead man’s name
“A clever wish” I briefly thought,
“Until you fall down dead of thirst”.
This bitter poem has been born
For greedy ones to learn.
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