Designed For More
Hope can transform dreams into
tall towers of steel and glass.
But technology breeds greed,
where no one gets a free pass.
Hunger stalks reality;
armed with the pain that shame brings.
And edging insanity:
puppets dance in tangled strings.
Within high society,
curbside beggars don't exist.
For they are kept out of sight,
with just enough to subsist.
The homeless frighten the rich,
schooled in the art of deceit.
For they can't manipulate,
people who live on the street.
Rich folks, behind guarded gates,
live off the backs of the poor.
And yet, the tragedy is:
Man's heart was designed for more.
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