A disease

Ripped of all consciousness 

The greed of humans now drive them

We are now arrogant 

Filled with pride, ego, a maleficence to ourselves

Our hearts now covered in the darkness of it

Skinned from our humanity 

Seeing what is not beneficial as mundane and irrelevant 

What is the cause

Of this horrible disease we call "survival"

Spreading like a snake

Poisoning our community

A man now doesn't think with his heart but

his brain, an organ unable to understand emotion 

This preposterous poison that has entered our system

is not simply good

yet an evil conjuring giving us the thought of good

This disease is named many:

Money, jealousy, arrogance, pride, anger, hatred, alcohol, gamble, and many more

It begins as a harmless seed

then it grows throughout 

planting more and more despicable thoughts

 It's roots black, a sky with no moon

But as any

It is a disease with a cure

Love, hope, peace, family, kindness, compassion, the mere thought for another

they grow gold vines

twisting like liquid gold in the soul

Melting the darkness with its power

But....

the cure also requires the choice of a man

between him and his self

the fight will last forever on and off

there is no winner or loser

but one who overcomes and overpowers the other

and another that is weak in soul and let's the darkness overtake

a bad seed in the bunch able to effect greatly 

choose wisely they say

but now it's "what has become of humans" that they say