We're afraid there has been a complication
One so ingrained it plagues all the nations
One concerning life and living
Which focuses not on taking
But on giving
We, the masters of this world
Are doomed to watch as it unfurls
Not out of punishment, not out of spite
But for the ignorance of what is right
Our beleaguered indentured servant
Desperately is grasping at straws
Alas, for this stain exists no detergent
We are fated by our flaws
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