Corrupt World

There is darkness in every civilian.
No one is free— hard to believe it’s  
     seven billion.
It only takes one thing to occur.
Afterwards, the evil is unlocked,
And from there life is just a blur.

“Give me all the money—“ says
     it pissed.
Such a phrase should not exist.
The darkness is growing
     contagious.
It is consuming us all,
Yet no one tries to be courageous.

It controls the mind— whispers left  
     and right,
But the voices are never in sight.
Frustration causes a choice
     to be made.
A gun is raised— “sir, please don’t
     do this—“
Not fazed, trigger pulled,
As some wish they would have
     just paid.

Blood is spilled, money is taken—
A new king born, and his name
     is Satin.
The world, once filled with love,
Is coming to a malicious ending—
God watches from high above.

Sitting there in wait, another
     day wasted—
He fixed it in too many cases.
Now, forevermore, the darkness
     shall cover.
Incasing it’s evil over regions of
     this earth—
Black will be everyone’s favorite
     color.