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Watching the media, all hyped Due to their own accord Pushing us forward Helping us to goard Upon the sins we so readily devour All within this 11th hour Hearing TV tell us to care About all these material things Never telling us quite how To deal with the emptiness this brings The greed it creates all but devours Then jealousy soon flowers Everyday our fascination grows Within this world we live And every day our lives compact To where we cease to give To those around us, that become devoured We stand still, such the coward Violence, agony, death and despair Climb up the ranks Feeding the greed and jealousy Gee, Thanks! Yet we are still fascinated, devouring Their celebrities powering All these empty thoughts we need to think Which force our hearts to sink We need to get back to what is to give And remember what is like to live As a community © September 25, 2009 Deanna Repose Repoosted from: blog.deannarepose.com
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Sep 26, 2009
Sep 26, 2009 at 6:00 AM UTC
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Watching the media, all hyped Due to their own accord Pushing us forward Helping us to goard Upon the sins we so readily devour All within this 11th hour Hearing TV tell us to care About all these material things Never telling us quite how To deal with the emptiness this brings The greed it creates all but devours Then jealousy soon flowers Everyday our fascination grows Within this world we live And every day our lives compact To where we cease to give To those around us, that become devoured We stand still, such the coward Violence, agony, death and despair Climb up the ranks Feeding the greed and jealousy Gee, Thanks! Yet we are still fascinated, devouring Their celebrities powering All these empty thoughts we need to think Which force our hearts to sink We need to get back to what is to give And remember what is like to live As a community © September 25, 2009 Deanna Repose Repoosted from: blog.deannarepose.com
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Sep 26, 2009
Sep 26, 2009 at 6:00 AM UTC
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