Mirror on the wall of money
The mirror somewhat lackluster,
Shining a virus light,
Burning economic clusters,
Causing all to fight,
A closer look might reveal,
That there are those who revel,
Only to enjoy,
all the raw upheaval,
in a crooked, wicked smile,
In this mess we see,
The human heart to changing,
We seek for love and truce,
to calm a burning heart,
If only to break the mirror,
and see whats beyond,
maybe people might open their eyes,
and see.
Shining a virus light,
Burning economic clusters,
Causing all to fight,
A closer look might reveal,
That there are those who revel,
Only to enjoy,
all the raw upheaval,
in a crooked, wicked smile,
In this mess we see,
The human heart to changing,
We seek for love and truce,
to calm a burning heart,
If only to break the mirror,
and see whats beyond,
maybe people might open their eyes,
and see.
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