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Amidst the fields of plenteous
they sat in empty
with every meal starvation stalked

While on the land sunlight poured to copious
so to drink the rain they called it enemy
and famished hearts were born in every fruit

And so upon this grand abundance wrought
the very skeleton of their iniquity
the gnawing hunger of the populace  
 
For now they harvest all to naught
and curse the earth for inadequacy
and plunder thirst for the sake of piteous

Amidst the fields of plenteous
they sit in empty
and every meal walked with gluttony

To paradise they crawled inglorious
to name their faith in fear of plenty
shall starve to death in mawkish lot

While on the land waters flow voluminous
so to drink the sun they called it enemy
and famished seeds are born in every fruit

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