Deadly Sin: Greed

Heap up a pile of gold within my sight,
Then pile another; more is always best.
Amass still more and pack the treasure tight!
Collecting art’s another worthy quest.

To have, to hold, to own, that is my goal.
I care not how, if it’s within my reach.
Nor do I care on whom it takes a toll,
I cling to what is mine just like a leech.

I want it all; each gemstone bright, each bell,
Or book, or candle, game, or DVD.
There is no thing of mine that I would sell;
What’s mine is mine, and it is all for me.

Perhaps I do have more than what I need
But still want more, and so you call me Greed.