GREED

anchored at the old pier,
heart restless in a quiet,
clutched the hope that almost extinct,
the glittering sword of blood thirsty.

seagull worried voiceless,
panic-stricken,
scattered in the pale sky.

swirling wind, 

clouds rumble in the gray,
the raging waves,
  all peace have gone.

hunting momentary splendor,
world turned to error,
dreams built on dreams,
inexhaustible pressing the white side.

ground shaking,
signify eternal perdition,
a forgotten past occurred ,
hope only hope.