A poem by Blah

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Sending it all into vacuum
A chosen one spending to stay
Competition for greatness
Eyes closed to all these who pray

Stars shining golden so luring
A promise made only to break
Sportsmanlike we take each hurdle
Less than a dollar it'd take

Looking for new 'stead of saving
Earning position by war
Pushing your limits far higher
Ignoring hungry, sick, poor

Creating a lie about landing
Bending a truth for a piece
Running in circles for medals
A meal of dry rice such a feast

Into space we shoot billions
Millions to elect just one man
Twelve new Olympic arenas
AIDS, poverty, hunger still stand...