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The Curse of Free Will

We have been cursed with free will

So there will never be a balance

Love will never supersede hate

More reason the rich will always be few

More reason hunger has lived long

The poor always the majority

There will never be equality

Only more of greed and fear of death

Talk of deceit or fear over love

We strive hard to reach our goals

Our goals strive hard to stay far

Truth from a nation of stagnation

Words from the product of a failed system

As always time creeps in

As always time has no patience

If the goal is not lust over vanity

Then time will be a blessing

And death a means to an end