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Living in these mighty houses

Warm & sheltered from the rain

We spend precious moments striving

… for financial gain…

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Then, we spend & waste, again

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There’s not much we need,

There’s so much we want…

Many Lives are typed by strangers

In a fancy, heavy font…

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We take so much space on Earth

Like the world’s page isn’t theirs

It belongs to us alone!

Let’s throw them a bone

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In this land, if a man can’t hear,

a custom device is placed in his ear –

It restores the sense of sound.

So why there, on the other hand,

Cries for help are drowned out?

It’s a not so privileged land.

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So why don’t we smile?

As much as we could…

We have stored a lot of wealth

Often, much more than we should…

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Yes, the world is what it is

And we are what we are…

It takes one unselfish life –

Only One to raise the bar.

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So, whose life will it be?

So, who is the One?