Your yellow eyes… always looking,
Reflex a natural thing.
Grab all that day will give…
Praises…? No one sings.
You squander all the scraps you find,
Leaving none for those in need.
Your love is the life you lead…
Your motive… only greed.
It matters not that another cries,
You'll fight for all there is…
Another crust to hide away,
Another crust… you'll never give.
Your mate… just a worthless life,
A total waste of space.
A loud mouth, (and all agree)…
He has no saving grace.
A coward that thinks he's brave…
But knows his true worth.
Like your offspring his mouth is foul…
He defiles… Mother Earth.
Always you will walk alone…
Grabbing all that's seen.
A life I'd be ashamed to live…
As should any … human being!
