Why?

Why does this rank fear come through us that permeates the land?
Why does this rank fear come through us like dark and shifting sand?
Why can’t we stand up straight and tall, heads held high and proud?
Why can’t we sing our joyful songs and sing them strong and loud?
Why can’t simply love the world and all that it does hold?
Why must we think that all that is must be bought and sold?
Why can’t we see the world around and all that it does need?
Why can’t we simply understand the answer’s not our greed?

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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