Free Verse

Fraudulent Friend

By Jonathan Srock

In silent darkness, its golden face appears.
Hues of yellow and white attack the eyes
As light glistens off its guise,
Overthrowing darkness as it nears.

Breaking silence, exploding noise
In glorious pitches both high and low
All of the senses it destroys.
I'm in awe of this friend turned foe.

It continues to illuminate the night.
Against its conquest my being fights.
Still destroying as it advances;
In my mind, this mighty tyrant enhances.

More and more I understand.
Less and less I can convey
How much money has a hand
In all I do and say.

When materialism is bliss
I betray me with a kiss.