Chapter 697
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There is what someone says
There is what one will believe
Some are out to lie or deceive
Lying is another way to thieve
Maybe it all comes down to trust
That is often nothing but a bust
Words are little more than dust
When some are guided only by lust
People hear what they want to hear
Even if they know it's not true
Everything becomes crooked and askew
When one cares about noting but two
Some may blame it on instinct
It is really nothing more than greed
They want it all at a fast speed
They don't care whose heart will bleed
Many question what they are told
There are very few wise men
It may not be very Zen
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