If and when Greed is an ally,
why must I keep it nearby to make it my enemy.
Yet that green hard cold cash,
is as water from my hands
of need and wants of the objects.
So to live with it,
I am chained and succumbed.
To live within and without;
it is enough to miss it.
Only to know to use it as means and survival.
Not knowingly it can indulge me to live by it.