Free Verse—Human Nature

If Today is the beginning

Then

Tomorrow is the end.

Nail scratches on the lid

Of the box

Secrets closed,

Secrets never to be exposed

A box within a box,

Full of

Emotion

Crushing, crying, collapsing coldly

Nature?

Instinct?

Damning, doting, dying.

Playing God each day.

Living, laughing, lying

Dreams lost

Greed Gained

Fortune increases

But kills all the same.