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This world we have created-
neatly sown earth ripe for the planting.

This world had been perfect-
silent creeks and boisterous waterfalls.

This land that was once Mother Nature's-
destroyed for some superfluous coffee shop
where liars and womanizers lay in wait.

These words from our mouths-
are a right given to us by "Law;"
are they not going to be spoken without such written privilege?

False worshippers-
i speak not of a religion, but of the followers.
hoping living in the shadow of their God is a ticket to life after death.

This world we have created-
it saddens me.

These lives we now lead-
frivolous and jocund.

Greed-
it runs our lives now.

Monetary value is the way the world earns its keep.

A higher being or a mere fraction off a fraction of a chance has given us this Earth.

Someone gave us a mold, and we said "To Hell with it!"

They won't even own up to the actions they've taken.

Neither will I.

A white sheep in a herd of white sheep.

Who am I to call out a mistake?

This world we have created-
it saddens me so; 
but if one should ask if i've taken affirmative action,
the answer shall be "No."

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