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People are a selfish bunch 

The only specie on earth to kill for fun

There's only one thing that truly separates us

Only one thing that makes us noticeable 

It has no moral value, socially perhaps 

Only one thing that really allows us to live

Yet most of us can in fact go on without it

Without we starve, wanting to eat and willing to kill to do so

People say it doesn't buy happiness, perhaps this is right

Maybe it can't buy it, yet not everybody has two nickels to rub together

It cannot buy it, but it can sell a human

Make them starve, hungering for relief 

Begging for money, for freedom

While we stuff our faces, tossing eighty percent of the food we don't want out on the curb

Do not laugh when you see a vagrant in your trash

No, do not laugh, he may see it as a chance to break down your door, tie you to a chair

So he can eat your food, and set fire to your house

Just proof of how selfish we can truly be

And what anger and starvation can do

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