There Are Men Who Believe In Nothing
There are men who believe in nothing,
who rely on their human strength
to accomplish greatness and image
to give realization to their ambitions,
while God is left out of their existence!
The deeper they dig the hard soil to find
treasures, the greedier they become;
their purpose in living is worthless,
they build skyscrapers for the rich and famous
and ignore the indigents dying in wooden shacks!
There are men who have never known hunger,
those pangs that make the stomach growl loudly,
and unable to sleep at night they commit suicide;
even children of tender age follow their examples!
Such is this horrendous pandemic so tragically lived
that has terrified millions and killed as many,
and being a survivor is a testimony to others
who'll come after us and avoid the mistake we made!
There men who see a new sunrise and its splendid light,
but turn away from it seeking destructive darkness;
they are ungrateful and unkind until death comes for them...
more excruciating is their grief before giving up their breath!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2021
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