A fierce beast
That fly's upon wings
Into the hearts of the most pure
Greed is a sly foe
That can creep and sneak
While you are unaware
That he is even there
Greed is a sickness
You'll be hard-pressed to find a cure
Greed is the master
While you are the his puppet on the strings
So while you suffer
He lies down to sleep
Content
Until his next victim
Awakens him from his slumber
To strike again
