Are we past the hour
the glory and the power
and how could we ever know?
in some places
sad faces
get lost in the overflow
of money in the making
and players ever taking
spin the wheel everybody wins
rage against hegemony
as you grow your monopoly
multiply to add to your sins
the climate is the real deal
and the bottom line's a steal
here's a backdoor solution
never mind the middle east
come to the fascist feast
ignorance a towering institution
in some places
sunken faces
get lost in the overflow
as we near the tipping point
bodies, minds out of joint
this bitch is going to blow
you fulminate against hate
and wars of the empire state
yet never stop to question
where does good come from
and will the kingdom come?
you're closed to the very suggestion
of peace for it's own sake
and love that's fit to make
this boat that we are rowing
toward an uncertain end
many foes a few fast friends
our fragile humanity is showing.
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