Greed has killed the lives of those undeserving
And dollars have been granted to those killing.I'm striking at the feet of the heartless,
Of those who take and leave many in distress.Love is trying to be found among the young
And they go out of their way until it's done.Unhappiness rolls out from under their saturated feet.
See, so many have died from the atrocious agony they meet.There are people who feed on the hearts of the saddened,
And others have survived days in the hungry lion's den.You want so much more than you can receive,
And corrupt plans are therefore conceived.You see dandelions as weeds and tear them from the ground.
You've burned them just to spread the ashes around.So many lack to see the beauty of something unwanted,
Yet they do not realize that losing such simplicity will one day haunt them.—
A / N
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