People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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How lovely is the evening,
as gently blow the breezes.
They cast me to another time
and another place than this.
What now do I find or seek?
Could it be I seek only peace
in a time of great turmoil?
Rife with hatred and division,
disguises for the base of emotion,
fear, which drives our weakest
powers. No strength without
thought contained in some other’s
fire. Channeled to burn down all
they believe have wronged them.
For only they matter. At least
to themselves. They will destroy
the whole world, basking in a
manic glee. They have destroyed
their enemies and it only
cost them the world entire.
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