Commerce without Morality

In markets bright with endless trade, Where fortunes rise and deals are made, A shadow lurks behind the gold, A tale of ethics left untold. Profit’s siren call is strong, Yet something feels profoundly wrong. When commerce casts its morals by, Who pays the price? Who wonders why? Hands that grasp for wealth unbound, Ignore the cries that echo ‘round. Exploited lives, and broken dreams, Are silenced by the market’s schemes. What good is gold if gained through pain, If wealth is washed in others’ strain? The shine of coins, the gleam of greed, Are tarnished by unheeded need. For commerce must be just and fair, With hearts that hold a tender care. Where profit’s path and ethics meet, In every trade, in every street. Integrity must be the guide, With conscience walking by its side. To build a world where trade is kind, And every deal, with honor, signed. Not wealth alone, but wealth that's true, That builds and lifts the many too. Where commerce serves the greater good, And every gain is understood. So let us seek a better way, Where morals in the marketplace stay. For commerce with a heart that’s right, Illuminates the darkest night. In every coin, let virtue ring, And every trade, with justice sing. For in a world where trade is fair, True prosperity is found there.