Need

Cruel wills displace
Hearts prone to surrender
To escape is to abase
Or attend to harsh whispers

Dreading lies that deface
Sends the first fool to waver
Leave with the coldest embrace
Find shelter behind chapters

There must be something better
Than the need to get ahead
I search for something greater
Than the need to get ahead

Souls sicken by lies
Hearts stricken by flies
A chorus of sighs
As righteousness dies

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