Dilemma
With our own numerous industrialized economic creativities
Ideologically defending all of our dangerous activities
We have successfully ruined several of our communities
Ironically, the recipients of these evils
Are not the perpetrators of the evils
They are the common men and women on the street
The innocent individuals trying to survive on their meagre resources
They are the natives of the street
The homeless but not hopeless
But with our dangerous capitalistic activities, are we not dragging them into the forest of hopelessness?
We are the ever hungry radical capitalists
Never satisfied
Always on the run to get more
How then do we stop this madness?
How do we rescue our planet from this looming danger?
How?
©ABSOL
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