the flying daggers

If we never learn to share

We will always feel the blue

It will never end even we grow old

The knives of greed will hit the wall

The greed will cause the misery

It's like a maze looking for the kill

Searching everywhere running in circles

Yet the rumours will spread like a wild fire

Still the contention is on the card

Somebody is trying to grab the power

For greed is never wanted to cease

It is there for the fall of many

The greed in the maze

The flying daggers keep going

Who will find the truth to stop it?

Until we learn to share and stay united