The World Is A Vampire

The world is a vampire

Stays revolving as we transpire

And kill each other for men’s created desires


The world is a vampire

And it’s teeth are behind the counter

Or in the pockets of the wealthy supplier.


The world is a vampire

Which lives on for eons

While this ground that we bleed on

Is used for it to feed on.


The world is a vampire

With the moon as it’s cape

With our hearts as it’s prey

And no room for escape.



There is not too much

but often it feels as if

there’s too little.

There is a beginning,

and a middle.

With so much of this

we find it easy to get lost.

Many say time is money

but some can’t afford the cost.