fauxcroft

The world for some can be dark and wicked

Those who live in fear of those with the guns,

Those who have the money bask in the sun

Moving the pawns, those they control and own,

To instill fear upon those in the oppressed zones,

And through the wickedness and darkness

People are killed in cold blood,

And the world moves on uncaring

While those living in fear who are barely surviving,

Continue bowing to their masters while serving,

Those who run things, these people who build lives on greed

Off the back of exploiting the meek and weak,

To reach out and to succeed

In the wicked and dark world they created,

In order to meet their sociopathic and narcissistic needs.