WITHOUT THEIR MORALS

© RYAN GUILEY

Who shapes our lives in society?

What is missing and is a priority?

People follow the wrong sources,

As the river shifts fast in courses.

 

Being programmed like a switch,

Without finding their own niche,

Following their own wrong choices,

Afraid of hearing their own voices.

 

So, they listen and feel so secure,

Thinking they are at the best in pairs,

People interact and are mislead,

Until it’s too late, till it has been said.

 

She believes, as faith is always given,

Humanity is a gift as it should be living,

Not to hide and conceal their lies,

Liberty rests within oneself of the right size.

 

The propaganda is embedded prior,

As the people don’t truly desire,

Then they switch their fulfilments,

Driven with the bag of their cents.

 

Empowerment is not who controls,

But it is judgment within your soul,

Without their morals of their faults,

A new age approaches as it will halt.

 

Denise’s hair dangles in her pretty eyes,

As she has guarded me to realize,

That your call has been granted,

That a seed grows which has been planted.