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In the land of plenty Why is it, no one seems to be able to be satisfied Always wanting moreEven to the detriment Of the selfThe detriment of all In the land of plentyWhere the excess abound Its always about more Than is necessary Too much power Food, drink, drug Sex, money, hatredDestroying our sense of self In the land of plenty Obsession with the pursuit of security But no thoughts, no words, no acts about justice Fears real and imaginary aplentyGoverning and justifying the actionsBe it among citizens Be it the nation to the worldSelfishness an accepted normVictimizing as we scramble to secureRobbing others of the very things Held precious justice freedom liberty Loosing our humanity In the land of plentyThings needed the most Are the ones ever lacking factorThe compassion the love The respect, the discipline The moral restrain Only laying bare ourselvesIn moments of crisis Patting ourselves on the backs For little acts of compassion Singing the praises of moral fortitudeTo support selfish agendasAs if that makes up forThe callousness towards lifeThe greed and selfishnessRunning out of control As we scramble for the illusions.
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