Ugly Is the face of selfishness,
The power it holds over the mind,
For it leaves no man alone,
The vision of all reason does it blind.
Incapable it makes a person,
That desires such greed,
Of putting others before himself.
He only thinks of his needs.
And when such needs are fulfilled,
Does happiness such a man derive?
For there may not be true contentment,
In making another deprive.