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Below the Salt

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I imagine in the Northeast

There is pounding

We are on the western edge

And so did all right

Is there a cyclone bomb

And what is that?

How many are hurt

Because of nature?

How many are hurt

Because of us?

Nature adds and takes away

So do we

We could provide for everyone

All the time

We have the means

Materials

Gathered in by many

Gathered by a few

It’s simply allowance,

A pyramid, a tomb of resources

For the populace

If we drew a line above sufficiency

Safe water, food, good places to live,

The chance to learn,

Security

(none of this is new)

Then profiting above the line

Wouldn’t that make societies

And nations?

Keep reading

And keep living

Keep trying

The pyramid of plenty

Is ready

For you

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C L Couch

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Below the Salt is the title of a novel by Thomas B. Costain.  The title is a reference to social ranking and allowance.

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Photo by Simon Berger on Unsplash

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