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Established with the wicked, but the good rare,
A place, where the truth is overcome
By the voice of wrong which is always won.
He that dominates, dominates it all,
He that surrenders is brought to naught,
He that gives life loses his own,
He that is genuine is always unknown.
The lowly, are they to never arise?
Are their dreams to be led to their demise?
Aren't we all one people under the skies,
And life a gift that cannot be priced.
People's lips curl up in warm smiles,
Out of their mouths gush sweet honey,
But beware for to follow is the sting,
From hidden fangs poisoned with envy.
An honest word is seldom heard,
A true heart is hardly shared,
Even an aid seeks in gold a reward,
The concept of love is badly marred.
Why the wars, civil or beyond,
Over territory of stick and stone?
For nothing we see is to forever own,
Except the seeds that one has sown.
This is one Earth, under the heavens,
And we one blessed race,
So let's live in love, and work for peace,
For short and counted are our days.
