How many millions dead in a land of plenty As we hold sacred an empty shell? A bankrupt mortality play in which The one percent enjoy corporeal gain And the have-nots languish on a waiting list While the power struggle continues And the corroded system grinds on The needy are needlessly set upon By consequences of barbaric spiritualism! With the real world unconcerned To rot intact, they prefer Rather than extend their hospitality A reversal would show their hypocrisy Materialism Selfishness Ignorance Global waste