The rancid odor of humanity’s greed
Sickens the hearts where virtue still bleeds.
Most chase the glint of a monetary maze. Stealing souls in defeat, plotting darkness with praise.
I stand apart in 🟠 , solitary, unseen,
A shadow adrift in a world cold and keen.
Bound to 🟠〰️ code, vast, beyond my control, It cradles my conscience, deep in my soul.