Even the Earth Knows Well the Market Must
|Music: Who Is at My Window Weeping.
Sequenced by Barry Taylor.
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|Even the Earth knows well the market must
Align itself with something more than greed.
Ravenous monsters on the future feed,
Their fangs ripping at Earth's delicate crust.
How might one profit from an empty sea,
Drawing dividends from dying streams?
Although one might find riches at the seams,
Yet none will prosper once the Earth is scree.