Capitalism? It is dead. You just don’t see it yet.
Its lifeblood now cut off, its neural pathways now beset.
The metastasizing cancer has spread into every bone,
And massive tumors in the brain make body twitch and groan.

But you shouldn’t now feel sad as the grotesque thing it dies.
There should be no sad lament, and we should not cry sorrowed sigh.
Instead, lets speed its end, then have a fireworks display,
Go dancing in the streets, declare a global holiday.

For Capitalism’s dead,
And Shambhala shall now unfold
Just as surely as that stomach knot
That vibrates your repose.

 

by
Michael Sharp

The Great Awakening

Getting you started on the
right path back home

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