Moral Advancement Poem by Eillio Imbasciati

The greatest lice in the history of people,
Simply grease
Gossip grows weeds,
While pain, despair, humiliation, and fear have all remained lifelong bedfellows
A strong sense of shame and guilt from possessing a heavy degree of fear,
The long way and the wrong way,
So it turns, spun around but not turned around
Moral advancement has gone on record as being neglected,
No attention paid, little money to afford equipment
This proposed happy ending needs a script, perhaps one with more meaning than words