The good dies and the sick goes to prison
As drug lords and warlords vie for terrain
The Merchants of Bay street smirk
Dry dust settle and hurt feelings subside
Its life in a zoo of the 21st century
Getting wiser to battle new viruses
Yet ruthlessly emptying the rain forests
Butchering and dissecting good mother earth
For precious minerals and evil believers
As non-believers pollute our blue planet
What have we become without our humanity
When we lie and die for the almighty dollar
Stifling the truth for our selfish ambition'
Using the flag or religion as a crutch
And grasping nothing from history
The truth, feelings, pride are still alive
And the good will always triumph
For after deleting the violence and vices
Deep down man is a good person
When he can forgive and be charitable
This poem was recently chosen for the "Editor's Choice Award" by the International Library of Poetry for "Outstanding Achievement in Poetry" and would be included in a CD collection called "The Sound of Poetry" Way to go Poetry.com!
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