A DIARY OF GREED
A Diary of greed Alas! From a thirsty miser, to a haughty, yet rich man who only understood how to ta ke and not give, I am now a worthless wretch who aba ndoned all his properties. My once reckless life of fame is still unforgotten, still shamed by many. That very fame was rewarded to me by my greed for money, and yet, that was the very greed that took my life away from me. As I rot on this isolated piece of land, trying to escape the ghost of my old life, and all who I owe my money to, I felt the need to explain how I ended up this way. Let me break down the story of my life, sentence by sentence, after which you will be able to understand how corrupting money can be... A POEM OF GREED An incredible family, deficit of corruption, Blacksmiths, working at fire, from midnight to dawn, Hands black from the soot, barely able...