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High and Low (by Diogenes Bob)
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They automate, they downsize;
They send jobs overseas.
These are among the ways
Our business shows its greed.
And our poor grow in numbers;
They suffer for these offenses.
Their lives lose satisfaction;
These are the consequences.
And our poor think that God
Does not hear their prayers;
And if God does exist,
Then he no longer cares.
They lose spirit and faith
Because of their losing hands.
They are no longer moved
To live as God commands.
Then our society suffers;
Our morality degenerates.
Our conscience is not strengthened
By religious faith.
And the rich count their money,
And buy what they please;
But find their lives are lacking
Contented inner-peace.
For happiness and fulfillment
Come not from purchased wares;
These will only come to those
Who answer their neighbor's prayers.
But if each person must learn this
By sacrificing their fate,
It will be individually learned
When it is collectively too late.
As we look at our degradation,
We look in places low;
For this is where we see
Our corrupt, immoral woe.
But to find the cause,
We must raise our stares,
And look at those who refuse
To answer their neighbor's prayers.
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