Midas

Should we believe
The stories old
Concerning Midas
And his touch of gold

Could there not be
A crueller fate
A wish turned curse
Realised too late

What mortal man
Could allow such greed
To overcome
A wiser creed

To hope for riches
And grasp at wealth
Yet sacrifice
A life of health

How did he feel
When first he knew
His golden touch
Would not undo

No fruit or wine
Could he consume
All turned to gold
He sealed his doom

Yet still his lesson
Was not learned
He touched his daughter
To gold, she turned

In seeking riches
All was lost
His vanity
Held a dreadful cost

So remember well
This story old
For all that glitters
Is not gold

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