Amidst the times of dog eat dog
You'll find that there's a missing cog
This great machine of industry
Does not intend to make us free
For every hour we stare at screens
We may forget just what it means
And questions of the reasons why
Are lost in dreams of how we'll fly
So back to basics, see what's real
And start to fly with how you feel
For all can find the things they love
For every hand, a fitting glove
Then don't give up, accept what's there
And work with things for which you care
For cheery words and helpful deeds
Are what this dog eat dog world needs
(c) Simon J. Halliday 2013
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