• Drills steal from the only Earth
    Luxuries turn into dust
    Weapons poised
    Eyes hard
    Fists clenched
    On the cue for explosion

    Priceless gems tossed aside
    Used for hard labor
    Green paper is worth more than lives
    All work for themselves
    Do nothing for others
    Will they ever question their worth?

    All is anger
    A world of disadvantages
    Countries will never learn love
    They complain of wooden wheels of boredom
    Leaders laugh at a peasant's distress
    Yet they say we have entered a Diamond Age