Shuffle (Poem)

Shuffle

I  base my life off morals, but it has some penalties.

One is living by hard work doesn’t come with ease.

When conflicts come up, as they’re bound to do,

It’s a struggle to adhere to what I know is true.

Trying to prevent the shuffling of decency,

I contemplate which path is the best one for me.

Directions will change and road blocks do occur,

Yet I must remain firm, so I’m not inclined to err.

In the end, nobody cares for your net worth.

People know you by the values which you carried on earth.

Accepting this fact paves a strong path indeed

This is the same way people once strove to lead.