Alexandrian Sonnet - 35 Poem by Alexandrian Ink

The more earthly man, posses and acquires,
The more and more he seeks to get more
And every commodity which he sees or desires
He fights to get it whether it's fair or impure.
To every man and to his sole good,
That which is inordinately desired, day in day out,
Is then made his idol and it becomes his god;
Making no resistance but in it he has no doubt.
The adorers of concupiscence appetite
Whose affection is like that of brute animal's passion
Needing nothing but their pleasures quite;
That which can never give their soul satisfaction:
Look and see their anguish and their grievous grief
As from that time when death knocks like a thief.