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A Sick World

See I already knew that
Depositing tumours under our fat
Tampering with our food to make us ill like that
Multiplying cows, that's why some are mad
picking at my food but I'm glad
Seven billion peeps to feed and the world running on greed
can I get 5 peas for every seed
I think not, you think so.

How can one beat the odds of survival if a new disease is born in a hidden lab
Or a crazed man looking for someone to stab
While innocence is lying dead on a Slab.

by Rachel Aurelien

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