The Edge.

To sit on the edge of forever,
And see beyond your dreams,
You can almost forget the noise,
Of all the human screams,

The ones that have nothing else to do,
But cry till they fall asleep,
Due to poverty or destruction,
Of the world just at their feet,

How honored we must be,
To sit in our silver towers,
Looking down on them from afar,
Like we sometimes do for hours,

When all it would take to fix it,
So they were no longer in so much pain,
Is a little bit of money to share,
To feed and clothe them again,

If we spent less on ourselves,
And more on renewable power,
We'd be helping solve the problems,
Not making them worse by the hour,

There's so much more to life,
Than what you can go out and buy,
Maybe one day you'll see it for yourself,
Go out and give it a try.

Written in 10 minutes, at 11:58pm, 11/04/2010.
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