Its Never Our Own Fault
Pitfalls are all over
Economy flunking...
Rich people are partying
Enjoying their lives...
God's message ignored
Stepped on and forgotten...
People's morals are low
Demands placed on others are very sky high...
People are ready
To sell out each other...
For a measly dollar,
Their own advancement...
Who is at fault?
Of course... politicians!!!
...Or may be George Orwell
Was right all along:
"Under the sprawling chestnut tree
I sold you and you sold me
There lie they and here lie we
Under the sprawling chestnut tree."
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