Untitled Poem by Anthony Viggiano

There is a lacking ideal
Foresight
No worry of what can happen
With actions most worrisome
Invoking the inner demons
We all put away

Selfishness
Is our new breed
Blinding us
A veil; one very loved
Covering our mouths
Like our eyes
Muffling our words
Restricting our speech

Few ever preach kindness
A trait lost in change
One change that wasn't great
We lost who we were
The path we followed
Now we embrace
Greed
Hate
Lust
On a large scale

One day
Our eyes will be cleared
Our mouths; uncovered
The kindness will return
It's going to be...
Refreshing
That day
The human race
Will be
Saved