The world is full of greed,
Where beggars kneel and plead,
Where kindness is a weed
That’s pulled before it seeds.
Where promises are dust,
Where no one gives their trust,
Where the strong will break the just
And leave their bones to rust.
Where laughter is a knife,
Where hope has no more life,
Where the child inherits strife
From the coward and the wife.
Where the rich man’s smile is spiel
Where the poor man learns to steal,
Where the wound is never healed—
And no one knows what’s real.
Written with partial assistance of A.I