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Get Right.
We are convicted of High Crimes
by our own concupiscence,
just like George W. Beast.

It's a matter of
practical economy
no need to consult
Revelations or
Deuteronomy.

Take a look at your
life in this world
and declare you're not
guilty of infractions.
You fail to provide additions
to better our noble cause,
but yield only subtractions,
that grossly violate
the heart's basic laws,

In all ways,
Get Right
with yourself.
On all days,
Get Right,
with the world.

There is no option,
there is no escape,
must be genuine
cannot be fake.

Tune out the Big Show,
turn off the spotlights,
get off the stage
cut out the rage
tear up the shopping list
take deep breaths,
open up your soul,
it's time to engage
in pursuit of wisdom
and quest for peace.

There can be no
authenticity if
dancing with
the beastlings.
They spread
their taint
round the world
as they devour
flesh and life force
of millions of souls.

Choose wisely
so you will not
be complicit
in their crimes,
whether by
omission and
ignorance
or outright
carnivorous
blood lust.

I cannot
promise
you peace,
I cannot
provide
you with
solace.

The only
message
to be
derived
is to
Get Right
while you
still have
breath
and life.
Get Right.
---Jack Oakes
                      

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