Stolen Innocence

raging against the machine (in hope)

Laurence Stephen Lowry - Industrial Landscape [1944]

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The treasure rotted once again,
the bank will soon be robbed.
The Market's fate is etched in pen,
and all of Wolf Street sobs.

Machine and money harmonize
in song of smoke and steam.
The Devil flaunts in suits and ties
and claims he's on our team.

The stars can scarce be seen from here.
The earth's not what it was
when Adam walked beside the deer
and bees first found their buzz.

They rape our land for selfish gain
and do not count the cost.
Earth's innocence is stripped in pain,
and Paradise is lost.

Creation cries, "How long, how long?"
They try to muff our ears.
So bite their hands and join the throng,
believe that He will right all wrong
when Heaven bends and leaps headlong
to dry our raging tears.

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