The ancients had alchemy, with their processes, and potions.
A better world they could see...
Now what's all this commotion?
It's been taken to a finer art; enslaving the masses..
From cradle, now to grave, in varying degrees, healing all our ailments, while giving us disease.
Obesity is rising! We have a solution for that..for another four fifty a month, we can burn off all your fat!
You get what I mean, the whole shows a joke.
And the laughs are on us, the common folk.
O yeah, you might have your comforts, enjoy them if you can, but when the time comes, Your back in their hands.
I doubt our forefathers could see us as slaves, the corporate greed, and the way we behave..
For covetous, we get our desert:
it's alright baby, no one gets hurt..
We flirt with temptation, and she takes us down: the threshing floors open, and we still hang around..
It isn't that we weren't given the solution...
It's the way of the world: and it's evolution.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
An interesting view and well worded. Nicely done
Very well put together🙏🏻🕊️
Humanity as designed must focus to stay on a righteous path.
Well done.
John
Thank you
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