They sell themselves short….a poem.

People put up with
too much;
for the sake of peace,
or to gain wealth.

In doing so they swallow
their pride and then
stop listening to their
inner voice.

For a since of peace
They will gladly
abandon their
homes and
sacrifice their
children.

Only to buy
homelessness.

For wealth they sell
their souls to
the highest bidder
for worthless
currencies
from banks
and morally
bankrupt
countries.

How did we turn
a simple existence
into
Every man and woman
for themselves?

Just more rats in the
race….

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.