Freedom lies silent,
in the death grip of greed.
As it screams for release,
from hell’s tormenting deeds.

The eye’s of their souls,
now vaccant of light.
Only darkness prevails,
in the abscence of life.

The seeking of wealth,
thru industrious means.
Emptied houses of parents,
and children their dreams.

Vanities slay families,
that once knew a future.
As the mammon of youth,
is now filling their coffers.

Their lives now scattered,
as every man’s for himself.
Their mansions are tombs,
for the mounting of wealth!

Written By: Barbara A. Carlan 12/2009