There is no end to our greed Coffins piling up in graveyard Belly of graveyard is full Queues ever where Greed taking the tolls More than the pandemic The dead not getting a place Disgrace to humanity Shame to the society Battle we fight against Ourselves, our greed and power Unless we all say enough and no The battle can't end now. Hello Resties! April is National Poetry Writing Month. A month where you hone your poetry writing skills by giving yourself a challenge to write a poem every day of the month! Use your observation skills, discover your unique style with us. We would be giving you simple word/topic prompts each day, with suitable backgrounds this April to help you write! Today's Topic ~ COFFIN 🎁The best poems will be featured on a daily basis!