Greed and voracity it never paused;
Man's desire ignited for unjust cause.
Lust for power, wealth and flesh;
Vicious outburst in just a flash.
Different names, different identity;
Evil did make a grand entry.
From ancient troy shores;
To smoking guns of great wars
Christened with promising names;
Deadly the strategic war games.
Trojan horses, Fat boys and nukes;
New queens, bishops, pawns and dukes.
Never to pause, never to stop;
It's a race to the mountain top.
Oh man! Do you recall?
How it used to be, your soul?
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