A little less

A little less sugar and a litte more
spice,
within these we do the rounds,
spinning like dice.

Bring in the winter
Break away from  the heat,
Nothing lasts forever,
The world looks bleak.

Their world isn't round,
their words do not resound,
they follow the lines,
they've never seen signs.

Little living,
full of sinning,
bigger thoughts,
with lesser meaning.

No space for passion,
no intrinsic satisfaction,
The buck moves here,
the creations know fear,
heartfelt is nothing,
just walk along, strutting.