The Human Condition

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The greedy and ignorant need

To control the masses so they don’t

Discover their asses

As intellectual pretenders reality benders

Distorting the truth with a smokescreen

Paving a path of lies

Discreetly disguised as secrets to success

But they’re really just excuses for being mean

And leaving our world in a mess

Suppressing the human process with

Profits and losses so that they can

Prove who the boss is

Set up on an inhumane system which constantly

Gyps the oppressed ones

Who can’t get inside

That circle of privilege made

Smaller and smaller for anyone

Caught outside of the gates

And left in the cold to forage for ways

To get through the day

And barely survive

 

This really doesn’t need to happen

This terminal trap in

Which things are planned out and done

But when the control ends up

In the hands of the shallow

You can’t expect much to follow

I see a day when somehow they get wiser

And living quality rises

And people don’t have to behave like they’re

In the wild jungle

To keep their stomachs from rumbling

Why after thousands of years can’t humanity

Come up with better ways to survive

I guess some folks are just slow learners

And some hope that change will never arrive

Until we reach that higher level

We’re just lower animals

Not any better or worse

Despite all the gadgets and edifices

If we don’t wake up

We shall cease to exist

 
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