Money for Sins: The Price of Temptation

I am lost in my own fears,
Broken dreams and unbroken faith taking a toll through the years.
Desperate to escape the maze of despair called life,
Struggling to carve a path with the light of myriad fireflies.

Living among a breed
Marinated in rapacity and false creed.
I see muggers in power,
Safe inside their fortified tower.

We’ve been misled by the red-tape squad,
Wearing a democratic facade for the sake of tycoon gods.
But it’s never too late to realize how this world spins—
Exchanging money for sins.

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