Curse Of Capitalism
Ever since capitalism the world has gotten worse
Money may talk but only if the words are curse
For a silver coin or green paper people'll kill without remorse
The giving hearted, understanding, and wise
Are always last to receive the prize
But always the first to get downsized
But the obesely greedy and rich take by telling lies
And are able to take whatever they can see with their eyes
They just keep feeding their greed as their heart dies
But what hope is there for the giving hearted men
The answer is they'll see life again
But cleaner and purer, Paradise that'll never end
Pro-Life
The seed has been planted and the roots were already there
But the tree has no foliage to bare
Since the tree's life was killed at its root
And no one can but wonder what of its once potential fruit
The mother's womb
Has become the child's tomb
Where To Stand
They'll be times when you will not know
Who to lean on or where to go
And times without a helping hand
Without help to let you stand
When you've been beaten to the ground
And though you'll may have gone down in the fight
You can pick yourself up knowing you're right
For the righteous always stand alone
Without the world's favor ever shown
But in the end you're victory bound
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