Dead weight and worthless as flies
Bound to end and suffer while alive
Selfishness and materialistic is the drive
I see you all and for what you are
Immoral and vanity is your layer
Above all else you think you lay
One fall, and
You break like all other pot clay
Righteousness is your outer face
When rubbed hard,
Will reveal your monstrous menace
Showing the fake identity is your play
That is only the means to truth’s delay
In the end,
It will always be the
reality that will prevail
Fake faces and layers will be the first to fail
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