I laid the first curse
While eating wild Lotus seeds
Encased in revenge
To enthrone the power of greed

The second curse wildly spoken went straight through the heart
For the acts committed by one who crave riches
Were very arranged, cruel and dark

The third curse would spew the truth of humiliation
Unexpected violence the teacher
Blows tethered to ego degradation

The fourth curse and most deadly
I flayed the soul alive
With immense satisfaction took one last look
Into cold blue staring eyes

So what was sowed was reaped
Wealth, prominence and land
But death refuses to accept this as payment
And you must bow to his demands

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