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The Real 1%




The Real 1%--



The real 1% is not the number
Of corporations and people
Who control the wealth of America

The real 1% is our chance of survival
As a mature planet in the Cosmos
Which has conquered disease and death
And war and poverty and fear and ignorance
And built a world whose Civilization shines like a star

It’s not impossible.  The odds are just against it
Isolated pockets of people have done it

“Love thy neighbor as thyself”
Said a teacher who saw this Kingdom
And promised that it might come

But the lust and aggression, greed and power
Which have worked so well for us as we emerged
From the animal world are now our enemies
As we struggle to control politics and economics
And technology and media out of control

The Buddha showed us that to tame the world
We need to tame ourselves

History, tyrants, communism and capitalism
Should have showed us by now that the revolution

Isn’t from the top down, it’s from the bottom up
Tame yourself and tame the world





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