BAD WAYS
We become accustomed to little deceits,
day after day it continually repeats,
it soon becomes habit through the passing days,
infiltrating throughout all our ways.
We build a life, a home, a family,
forgetting to consider all of humanity,
providing it suits us, we don't care,
what happens to the ones who do not dare.
Little doors of deceit open upon our way,
we don't even notice the darkened decay,
little by little it draws us in,
disguised as fun and songs to sing.
Pretty soon greed takes control,
consuming our lives as it goes on a roll,
hook, line and sinker, we're swallowed and trapped,
as slowly but surely our lifeblood is sapped.
Monica Maartens©Copyright
19 Jan 20181
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