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.