Sonnet -'Tis A Materialistic World.

The world I see is dishonest, unfair; It is the same with vassals and master; There is no bond of respect, love or care; One cheats the other, heartlessly, faster. Who cares about the work that stays undone? The conscience is locked within a shelf; Who cares about the chaos under Sun? And people hurry for quick wealth and pelf. Who cares about the victims who suffer? -the student, patient, customer and child; The beaureaucrats have emptied each coffer; Influences and bribes are rampantly wild. How can a society ever thus thrive? When easy money is the only drive.