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Human Industry...

Human Industry...

All around the world,
Pollution is a curse,
Millions being hurt,
Skies filled with dirt,
Breathe,
Breathe,
Breathe in our health service,
Bodies building,
They're killing,
Stench in the air,
Rich without care,
Billions being made,
Skulls on parade,
They'll snigger at us,
They'll smoke cigars,
They'll wear white collars,
What an absolute farce!
Welcome,
Come on in,
We're our own health service,
Welcome,
Take a deep breath,
Human industry is dead...

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Wayne Stubbs

I do tend to go a little deep at times, thanks very much Kelly ??

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Kelly Gregory

Deep is the best way to go, especially pertaining to a topic such as this one! I wrote and posted two recently called "Take Me to Church" and "Red, White and Bruised" and they speak on worldly comings and happenings. Feel free to check them out!

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Wayne Stubbs

Ooh I love the title of the second one, I will check them out ???

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