Slippery Slope
SLIPPERY SLOPE
If the world’s intentions
Were turned into actuality
Wars, famines, infections
Would cease to be reality
Our broad highway is not internet
But icy blackness without brakes
For most there is no safety net
But there must be - for all our sakes
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