into my head alike so many of my time
When will they stop?
I sit, I cry.
I know the answer.
An unfortunate sigh,
Of relief or satisfaction?
It is out of my hands
We are who we are
And no one can buy that from us.
Corporations are killing the world. People are killing the world.
Money is the root of all evil.
We (people) are killing off our existence, by destroying the vital and most fragile planet we live on.