The Hagglers
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When the world haggle senselessly,
Stoning themselves with hatred endlessly,
I simply laugh continuously.
They fail to see my beauty
They fail to see my work.
They only see their evil
splattered all over their world.
I weep for my clouds,
I weep for my mountains.
My hills groaned with displeasure.
as my leaves danced with agitation.
When will sons see their foolishness,