What Price Our Pride
Pursuing greed,
we go beyond taking for need.
Our spirit corrupted,
forfeit to material gain.
A head-on dash to unseen goal.
Mankind pumped up with pride,
possessions and more and more.
We stand as plastic gods
on pedestals of shame.
Our new order, the synthetic world:
founded on self-cherishing,
focused on pleasure seeking,
not knowing of happiness.
What cost our greed?
What damage our excess?
What price our pride?
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