By Sarah Lohroff
Egregious greeds grieve over their loss of victory
They come home empty-handed with no offering
The children of their tribe wail in the night
Failed provisions are out of sight
Remember the sufferers who mourn,
Set aside a moment of silence.
Not everyone is fortunate enough to have what you have, knot that around their fingers
Let it be a lesson to the youth.
This is the day to remember, the day you fight in order to prove you are worthy of admiration.
Gather your strongest members,
Send them out to all the corners of the earth.
There is absolutely no room for hesitation.
If you must resort to violence, then that is what you will do.
Only the tallest warriors have access to the highest shelves so you must make up for it in speed,
Be the early bird that catches the worm.
Or in your case, luminous tablets and plush throws.
Is this really a deal worth fighting for? Have we gone mad?
It’s as if our lives were dependent upon our ability to hoard,
And if that is the case, every man for himself.