This Sad Pathetic Little World

Misplaced feelings of self appreciation,
The misjudged views of a nation,
Filled with the villainous vermin that most would deem unworthy of the simplest of gifts,
But blessed with the greatest of luxuries,
The freedom to do as they please,
To have what they want,
And gorge themselves on the pleasures most can only dream of,
Fair you ask,
The world is not a fair place,
It is a place where a piece of paper is more valuable than the human soul,
Where self-indulgent sacks of skin and bone will kill and feast on the remains of those they see as their unworthy counterparts,
What an upside down world you have created,
Built upon the foundations of greed and envy,
Filled with hate,
Greed so never ending that we have everything we ever wanted,
But still lust for more,
Envy of the little things that your worthless paper cannot buy,
And hate,
Hate for everything we have tried to gain,
But failed to achieve,
What a sad pathetic little world we live in.