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The old machine is breaking down...
we need a new one,
one that doesn't burp,
grind and scream ---
and kill;
One that doesn't worship money...
exploit ---
with cold, long hands
and call it: victory ---

When money is more important 
than people:
what do you think will happen?

They will come for you...
and take everything,
your children will be like them
and they will rape the earth,
they will become killers for money

We need to change,
fast ---
like the world grows more evil,
but faster,
much faster:
but we need a model,
called truth

'O but our hearts 
won't let us see the truth so easily,
will it? ---
perhaps it is not our hearts 
that speak loudest,
but our egos?
(it never was loudest)
these 'hearts' of ours;
our hearts should tell us
to change our mind,
so we can see the truth 
and then, and only then,
Love

One never knows love,
til truth shines through;
for love will fade for lack of it

We did not see the truth,
when they butchered Christ,
or in his name 
torture, 
burn ---
and subjugate with Crusade
and create hell;
it's hard to see heaven 
when staring in the fires of hades...

So we built churches,
so many they are all separate,
bickering and fighting
and warring,
amongst One another ---
they are all the same...
(yet believe their church is God's)
packed them all together 
in various work-places,
and expect success?
these hearts of ours
(fodder for the devil)

All our societies are founded on sacred books,
but its not working ---
one only need to pick up the morning paper...
we have misunderstood,
we have believed that God needs something,
demands something ---
indeed,
punishes His own creations;
we have given glory to divisions,
in 'the pursuit of excellence'
which creates few 'winners'
and many 'losers'
indeed, there are more divisions in society,
than people

And we call this 'progress'?
To what end?
Destruction?

A better smart-phone ---
is more important:
than the fact that up to ten thousand
children die a day of starvation?
that up to forty wars happen a year? ---
that our children and their children
may live a life in world war?

These hearts of ours...
must change,
as a great man once put it:
(before kingdoms can change)


**** I wrote and posted this piece because
I have been given a lot and this is just one
of the ways of returning the favor. It might
be controversial to some --- but I can assure 
you what we're up against isn't a ping-pong 
match. Invariably we must answer whether
we want to survive as a species. Will we?****
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