There is enough food on the planet,
there is enough jewelry
there is enough fuel
there is enough land
there is enough healthcare professionals
there is enough Mexican food
Who talked us into hoarding for our SELF,
self-reliance!
What happened to the community and those
who make sure what they have is for the ALL?
Time, talents and resources...
where do we put our limits?
what is your Source, YOU?
Is there another Source?
YOU can be depleted but
THE SOURCE is infinite
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