[Old and Unreadable] Max's Thought-Provoking Poetry

Seven Social Sins?

We sin as breathe
And air is a necessity
We avoid them with passion
The seven deadly sins
But what is our pride?
And our unquenched wrath?
Gluttony and lust
Slothful greed in envy's trap?
Look away from the traits
And into society
The mess of sociality
Where the real seven lie within

Wealth without work.

Pleasure without conscience.

Knowledge without character.

Commerce without morality.

Science without humanity.

Religion without sacrifice.

Politics without principle.

Are these sins unavoidable?
Worse than the original?
Are they someone beneficial?
Nobody knows
We live in a graveyard 
Of sins official