The world's swift ending

Heavenly words, a shadowed doom foretold,

The earthly bonds, like brittle glass, shall break.

Daughters, with scorn, their mothers' age enfold,

And servile tasks their weary spirits will take.

Competition's sting, a venomous, sharp dart,

Shall pierce the heart therein gentle graces lay.

Luck's fickle smile, a hollow, barren art,

While reverence and honor shall fade away.

The nation's wealth, by grasping hands defiled,

A plundered prize for those in power's sway.

Greed's hungry maw, whereupon truth is exiled,

And envy does steal the glare and light of day.

Oh, these fashions reign, a swift and bitter tide,

And thus, the world's swift ending does abide.

©Poet Affaq 

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