The Blame
Game
Is the same;
That has gone untamed
Since the beginning;
Sinning;
Never winning;
But whining
from the pining
Shining
From the elusive freedom which created fiefdom.
The strife
Has been greater than dumb;
Take the sum
Of the aggregate,
As we procreate
And propagate,
not to initiate,
Beset the hate,
The fate
Which we have profited
From the so-called prophet
To satiate
the absence of knowledge,
Not speaking of private college,
But to acknowledge
Our great foliage...
The abhorrent pillage
Of this God's Green Beautiful Eden in Earth.
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