It doesn't grow on trees. (Song of Agape)

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Pellucid as narcissus in the lake

is the solution to our trials.

No one will be saved with slogans

No Kumbayas will save the starving

no chant of "save the whales" will make it so.


Selflessness is narcissism,

its masturbation in the public square.

After all, man can not live on words alone.

And the baker feeds you because of greed.

Agape is for hippies and the hopeless.

Self interest saves the drowning man.


Pollution will end in lawsuits.

Discrimination will end in boycotts.

War will end with business.

Oppression will end with co-operation.

The veins of this body flow with green.

Money makes the world go round.


And why shouldn't it be so?

How beautiful, that progress comes from service.

Usefulness, the highest virtue.

We bought off our own chains.

Now you own yourself.

How will you spend you time?

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