Into the mirror

Standing in front of my image
I look into it eye to eye
There is one simple question
That keeps coming in my mind
Will you ever be the same
In the name of God say
Are you a man at heart
Or corrupted is your chosen way

Ask yourself are you still a human
If you waste and your waste is the thing
the less fortunate is craving and crawling
Ask yourself if your heart still feels
If unnoticed is left a child collecting peels
If ignore be the choice to injustice chosen
Its in front of your eyes but you stand frozen

And still I look into the mirror and ask
If I do enough to ever be the same
Have I done enough to resist the change
Or have I sold my soul to success in exchange..