Filipino, E-Learning Developer, Amature Writer, Poet, Simple, Quiet

Heavy breathing, Death is in the air

Slowly decaying, Plague fuels despair

Hope is dissipating, succumbing to Famine

Hordes are struggling, War is coming

Suppress your anger or face the rulers' Wrath

Sitting on their throne, the kings of Sloth

Eating away your freedom, Gluttonous hogs

Heads are high with Pride, thinking they're above

Pretending to pity the poor as they Envy the gods

Taking more than they give with their Greedy grasp

Controlling the chaos, but it's the control they Lust

Some saints are sinners, don't be blinded by their golden dust

© 2020 Paul James Abetchuela

Comments

Doyshie on April 03, 2020:

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