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How did we get here?
How did it get this bad?
Where did we go wrong?
When did we become a society without feelings?
When did we become this selfish?
When did we become so inhuman?

A society of double standards
We now shame good and applaud evil
Yet we preach it
Celebrate mediocrity and hard work is disregarded
Yet we chant it

Thieves now have the support of the people
While the Man of integrity is called a fool
It's more of the bling not the source
It's more of the showoff of wealth
No one queries the source anymore
The honest languishing in poverty 
for standing for what is right 
While crooks display flamboyantly stolen monies 
Human lives no longer matter
Human blood now worth nothing
No one wants to be a brother's keeper
Everyone is taken over by self-aggrandizement

We need help
We need to get out of this jumble
This is no life
It may have been handed over to us
But we do not need to hand it over to the next generation
Let’s destroy it today
Let’s build a society worth living today for a better tomorrow

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perfect squares -- into all their
expectations for me Their perception was all that mattered What they will see and say Their standard for success and achievement
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Housed in a container Moved in it Identified by its aesthetics But sometimes lost in it Who exactly am I the container or the content
Sometimes I try so hard to figure exactly what it is about this combo Sometimes complicating other times compelling sometimes conflicting other times cooperating
Influenced by the countless conversations with  the inner and the  outer the seen and the unseen the known and the unknown Then I discover It goes beyond this container there is something about content
As adorned as this container maybe embellished with so much beauty the content remains the substance that give it credibility Beyond the container that interacts is the content that keeps the flow is the content that leaves  memorable impacts
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