The wake of wild pursuit of wealth,
Trails poor disharmony,
Resentment spawns with seasoned stealth,
Severe acrimony –
Beware hegemony!
We enter an unequal world,
When born to poverty,
No shelter from vile insults hurled,
Nor glimpse of Liberty –
Condemned to Misery!
What gain be there in surfeit wares
When Styx us all awaits,
The less we have, the fewer cares
To merge our diverse fates –
Thanatos all conflates!
Would that a Council of the gods,
Some power shall release
Upon divisive anthropods,
Their avarice to cease –
And seek to live in Peace!
© Meanderings 2015