For Honour


What can you sacrifice to save your honor?
A place of choice where greed meets moral
You stand on the cross line puzzled
The clock ticking like a time bomb waiting to explode

To save your honor, to end the ridicule
Or to do what's right and wait for patient to pay
A battle within conscience, what no one sees
But the bidder awaits, eager to know the score

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A loud echo of laughter, as the man fall once again
It had always been for Honour, a place greed rules
It's often about you, not what's right
A game life plays to test men's greed over moral

It had always been about us
No one cares about them
A trade by barter, the new normal
Where the talk of honour lives, check whether greed lives nextdoor

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2 comments

Beautiful 😍

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Thank you

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I love this, it's so deep 💯

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I'm glad you like it.
And thank you for stopping

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💟

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