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They believe
in Religion,
yet their faith lies
in the Almighty Dollar,
and that's the "God" they entrust.

They look down
from atop their high rising
skyscrappers,
while the working poor
scrape by as they're thrown
underneath the moving bus.

Get an education,
raise a family,
buy a car and a house,
build up your debt,
pay your taxes
to fatten their pockets,
but be quiet,
as a little mouse.

Don't speak up
against them
or question what purpose
they claim to serve,
just sit down and eat
your fast food,
maybe have a cigaratte
to calm your nerves.

If you've have a bad day,
buy a big bottle of booze,
but make sure you lock
all the doors,
and turn out all the lights,
because tomorrow your death
might be in the newspaper,
since there's no real God in sight.

They say we make too much
money working two or three jobs,
but that just gets us by
when all they do is steal and rob.

They take what little we have earned
and give to companies that consume
the planet so that we have no choice
but to pay them their fees;
all I see is the verge of extinction,
war,
pollution,
and disease.

So why do we live
on our knees,
begging for change,
when all we need to do
is stand up and fight,
for something that we believe.
Written by Ace_Avery (Clint Avery)
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