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