Everything went to buy - people, values, dreams ... Life is not worth anything, it is measured only in money. He has come to such a thing, this world of lowness bends. Oh, how much malice here is flowing! Nerves like a rope ... In the cult the lie rises, fashion is coming. Fallen no one is raising it, the beggar throws the crumb. The trench is given to fools, an ama of bluffing rumors! Who remembers the wise men, the first crown is ignorant. In a mouse hole we hide goodness, and God has escaped from men? The coronation of greed and the hoop was tightening ... And the values of who values them - the spiritual is ignored. The misery to doom drives, when love dies.