Reckless beauty why do you defray

In the midst of your lovely culture?

Mother nature only shares, does not give away,

And only gives truly to the free-spirited.

Ah, so stingy and abusive you are,

The abundant ability you have to give.

Rich teller, why do you use?

Rolling in sums and still can’t live.

You only battle within yourself,

And in yourself you have deceived.

When death comes to take you, why do you run?

And the beauty is trapped in your cell,

And this is where she will die.

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