This world

This world has become a sickening scene
A place of selfishness and greed
Media masking the obscene
Images of children crying in need

Corruption's in the veins
A conspirator's tainted blood
Spilling innocent's in scarlet rains
A tidal wave, A flood

It's a cycle, a cycle of hate
What one has, another wants
The Greed of man is our greatest downfall
whether a country, a house, or a car

We see, We want, We HAVE to have it
Desire to be better than everyone else
rather than rejoicing in the success of those around you
do you get angry cause you haven't had the same success?
Do you feel because you aren't in the same place as someone else
That somehow that makes you less?
Why?
Why torture yourself?
You are you. They are Them.
There's a difference.
We each have our own paths to walk, our challenges to face
It's our choice whether we rise, or fall in disgrace.

Before all else, before rich, before poor
Separated into different clans
Alone we can't deny our core
We are simply Human

It doesn't have to be this way,
This isn't who we are