Everywhere
From the gatherings of brilliant minds
To gatherings of not so brilliant
From teachers to students
To priests and pastors
And everyone else
With beating hearts
Like the stale air that covers
Every nook and cranny
Everywhere there is
Shady evil corruption
Like the spinning compass
Unable to find the North
Confused dazed and tired
Not knowing anything other than
More more more
Money, power, prestige
Comfort, luxury, satiety
Everyone basking in their own glory
And self righteousness
So proud to be
And what might that be?
If it was bad two thousand years ago
It is much worse now
And getting worse by the minute
