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Bed of Roses?
Some are born with a silver spoon
Others into gloom.
Tired legs tired of running,
Swimming against the tide...
So much effort, little progress
A losing fight.
At this point chances of finding the yeti
Are higher than creating equality.
Criminals celebrated as heroes.
It's not a bed of roses- for most people...
When priviledge becomes the key to pillage
Society faces extinction.
Others into gloom.
Tired legs tired of running,
Swimming against the tide...
So much effort, little progress
A losing fight.
At this point chances of finding the yeti
Are higher than creating equality.
Criminals celebrated as heroes.
It's not a bed of roses- for most people...
When priviledge becomes the key to pillage
Society faces extinction.
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