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Our Autumnal Fallen
This year has not been straight and narrow
Although we look forward, we are shadowed by sorrow
We hope and pray, that a golden light will shine
When those autumnal fallen, meet the divine
As the sun fades and rain, falls on this golden path
We will shiver, looking back on the aftermath
Our only hope is that we learn from this disaster
And work together, to prevent another
But what hope is there, guys
Whilst in the middle of saving lives
The big rollers are in fighting and litigating financial disaster
This begs the question do lives, really matter.
Footnote:
It makes me shudder, that even in the middle of this worldwide crisis, that it is still them and us, and ensuring they make a maximum profit is still what matters, in the middle of our soulless empires.
