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one nation under fraud
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songs the alcoholic's ill
finding comfort in a schwill
he's fine until
he comes down and needs another kill
sold his soul for the will
to eat the world and get his fill
live life for thrills
does happiness come in a pill?
pump up the wells
forget just what it means to love
demands, he sells
because enough is never quite enough
going to hell
he said hey man, I like it rough
never quite fulfilled
his soul finds no rest under guns
say hello to the
power hungry humans committing frauds
they say in vain
we take this land in the name of God
but love don't steal
no, love, it gives you all it's got
and yet we're here
one nation murderous and broad
one nation under satan
under satan disguised as God.
one nation under satan
under satan disguised as God.
One Nation Under Fraud.
Powerful thooughts and message in your poem you have created here. I don't think the earthwise commodities are at fault or can be blamed for the misuse they are put too; blame the people who use all earthwise commodities, including money. We are flawed we can only improve from one generation to the next and follow our programming.
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