Not unlike the moth or the bee or the fly
We are born to life and in numbers our kind multiply
And like all other life forms we eventually die
The same for the billionaire as you and i
Up the ladder of success you may have climbed far
But you are not as great as you think that you are
Your life will not be a life the Reaper of lives will ignore
The Reaper who never has spared any life before
Millions of children are born in the World every day
No fear of human extinction due to lack of breeding it does seem this way
The human population on the increase in the twenty first century
As well as a sharp increase in poverty
And no welcoming Land for any refugee
That this does seem sad would you not agree?
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