Morals are disappearing fast on this upside down planet,
Almost as if the powers that be ultimately planned it.
It costs nothing to be kind, think about your actions,
Guess you could say I'm from one of the rebel factions.
Caring has became a thing of the past for so many,
Money will be left after we're gone, drop that penny.
Selfishness equals a sucker, false faces pucker,
Would rather be a nonconforming evil butcher.
I mean stopping bad people, not becoming one,
Ignorance is blissful in the times of revelation, for some.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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