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Before It Is To Late
Before It Is To Late Oh ye ruthless hearts, scoundrel is thy name. For you have taken all there is and left nothing more to claim. What sick mind, and what sick deeds did you follow down this track-? No man,no God,nor creature made instinctively,takes more than what he needs. unless he willing be- to pay, the ultimate price of greed. How senseless, how callous, for you to deplete us empty, As mother nature you have robbed the ability to replenish our plenty. Gluttony pumps your stone cold blood- Agony shall be your just reward- Even a dog would understand the laws that nature does command. But you seem to be hell bent - On making our God a Liar. What is this unrighteous cause to which you wholeheartedly aspire? This will be the death of you, and you'll torment in the fire. Oh ye ruthless heart, scoundrel be your name. For you have hasten backward steps. against what God has proclaimed. Sinking in the quickening sand You witness the suffering with your eyes: Yet you call yourself a man. Disaster, much of which you've caused, and still you feel no shame. Oh ye ruthless and inhumane Monsanto be thy name. We who love life protest; Yet you stand,unmoved,unconcerned, and your actions remain unchanged
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