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PRIVATIZED

Our nation is being privatized By selfish politicians Who are manipulating us And their hate filled cries. The question becomes a stark why We ask the dark unwise Driving us to laced dimes Or writing rhymes. Love is the answer I surmise, Nobody else buys. Emotions have no value in the marketplace Unless you're of a certain race That reminds them of their former master Then they're more likely to share their wealth. We need more than paper To tear down these paper walls. The order becomes too tall When we apply an objective concept (currency) To a subjective principle (value) Our ideas of value get tangled, Our empathy is mangled; Our discourse becomes angled. Discussions turn to wrangles And our lives never left the jungle But there's always a rumble. Regimes always tumble, Humanity continues to stumble Earth's health starts to fumble. Molesting the nation like a creepy uncle Until we see our follies unfold Then will we be so bold To say we can do it on our own.

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