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Greed
By Chris Aldous |
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The irony of life is no real surprise, Money nothing but a fools paradise. Envy and greed man's main tool, Racing through life he acts a fool. Concrete structures and strange machines, Slowly replacing life so it seems. With human destruction of the earth, Slowly he stops all creation and birth. With man's desire to win the game, Nature bows and cry's with shame. Hidden tears in eyes all around, As man puts on his paper crown. So stop, listen and look around, Surely in life true treasures can be found. Secrets to see and to hear, Something in life you can hold dear.
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