A Ship That Is Sinking
A ship that is sinking,
full of treasures, and life,
how can we save her,
do we have the fight?
Some have taken,
and given away,
what made her strong,
back in the day.
Morals forgotten,
but greed lives on,
embedded in wallets,
their honesty gone.
Jobs traded off,
to keep power at hand,
the two faces of evil,
meet again.
Smoke screens up,
wool over our eyes,
making us believe,
everything is alright.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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