Love's lost its virtue...
If only if love was true.
Tis' replaced by lust for the wealth
And flesh is all in which you've dwelt.
The weak oppressed,
Their dreams suppressed!
Their cries never heard,
Their hungry ne'er given bread.
Where's the humanity you speak of?
When greed and power is all you've dreamed of.
You are pretty when we pretend,
But the grime won't leave you to the end!
YOU ARE READING
My horizon's view
PoésieMy collection of poems, I started writing poetry and fell in love with it. I intend to write philosophical poems but I may stumble or stray, so kindly bear with my insanity. Thank you for your time. Feel free to give me opinions, advices and I'm alw...
