Intertwined within us are our souls desires We've become thoughtless consumers Our eyes have overtaken our hearts Countless evocation and solicitation cravings What's the true essence of life
We must credit ourselves with a virtue of constraint Consciously aware of the folly of greed Competing for the consent of the masses Continually corrupts our untainted soul For without a soul what's the essence of life
Desire for credit has circumnavigated our default setting Considerably actively commandeering our human condition We've become complicit in this annihilation of what we hold dear Our individuality disputed and tarnished Lives crushed beyond recognition The wide-ranging impact calamitous What's the true essence of life
Thine benefits are transient Yet the impact will leave an indelible mark Preceding generations trod carefully Afraid not to let the mud stick We've been tainted by horrors Yet we chose to flirt precariously with its allure It's experience is of a blissful kind It is however prudent to navigate cautiosly
Credit bingeing has been on the rise despite the sure signs of a struggling market. Cheap and readily available credit may have short-lived benefits but may leave scars and nightmares for future generations. How do we prevent this? Who is to blame?