Greed

One more life clings at the edge of doubt for what's to come

While the crowd stood up their feet with promises of lust

Few can ear the songs, urging for something new

Time decelerates as clocks fade in to grey.

We hang ourselves, tangled in lies

Uncertain as it may be, let us wait

Until the morning comes

A new day to mourn, our inability

To try and change

To step away from the chain

For until the final moment