Sonnet: Most People These Days

Some people cheat me; themselves do they cheat! Some people stab me but I will not die; Some people spread lies by their loud drumbeat; But like a log-like Buddha, I still lie! Some persons mislead but to no avail; Some persons misinform but can’t succeed; Some use influence, truth but will prevail; Soon land you will see! Waters will recede. These people seem to be blind as a bat; Their veil of sins covers their earthly eyes; Money ill-earned can make them thin or fat! Addicted they’re to a world of big lies! Just a few good souls God, I seem to see! And even such minds, confused seem to be.