Life's value price
The world is so attached to this perceived device
Lost is the romance of rolling the proverbial dice
What would it be like; if we remembered to entice?
Instead, we only tax each other to a ruined excise
Until all our souls breath is cold as new formed ice
Seeing impurities; in the aspects that we are precise
Most are shown to have spines akin to the ghosts of mice
Our days spent trying to quantify our life's value price
Seeking to achieve a version of paradise
All while searching for an unattainable entitled slice
Without giving an offering to self-sacrifice
No real effort to make the world better will suffice
This verse with judgment; am I withholding advice?
Peel back the lamination of this to reveal its true gneiss
Questioning; who do you know; would you ever think twice?
Swimming times river, looking for every-ones; selfish vice
Copyright © Anonomus Scorpio | Year Posted 2023
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