Sonnet: On Corruption Today

God, thwart the moves of men with minds insane; Their corruption has reached enormous heights; And masking all their crimes, righteous they feign; Ill-gotten wealth, giving them sleepless nights! How long this land can bear their insults, Lord? How longer must the poor suffer hard-ships? The corrupt own most resources, O God; Most transactions are carried out by ‘tips’! The people have been cheated for ages; The poor are made poorer by corrupt men; The employees get paid paltry wages. For honest folk, the earth is no haven! Most lives are endangered by corruption; The world does need a cleansing eruption! Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-12-2006