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Forgotten riches

Oh sweet peace, how we have forgotten
your riches in pursuit of things so rotten!
The simple once was so coveted,
so tender and beloved.
Now we try to keep pace,
forgetting to play fair in this human race.
Our unholy, unending pursuit of more
has at long last ushered peace from our door.
Not wishing to appear less than,
we choose to destroy fellow man,
raping and pillaging, we destroy our youth
all in the name of uncovering some new truth.
Never content with our meager lives,
we use words like knives,
cutting and stabbing the next guy
in order to steal his slice of the pie.
Peace is now a forgone ideology,
lost in time like a forgotten mythology,
no one remembers the simple,
so to the hurried pace we do build our temple.
Sunsets and long talks we do not have time for,
always, always in the pursuit of more.
Give yourself peace of mind,
and paradise you shall find.
'x' truly marks the spot,
where the good life we forgot.
Written by LongTubiFree (JustinSizemore)
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Author's Note
Less is more. More is less. Peace cannot coexist with stress. Make your choice then let your choice make you.
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