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Recoup
They took everything I had
as soon as I was powerless.
Every dime I was saving--gone.
People are clever at contriving their own economies.
As soon as they can get their hands
on your lucre, they will.
It makes you question the reason for all your accumulating.
Recoup: the hopes I have for getting
my life back.
I'm ruined. I'm hurt.
Everybody is so mean, so cruel.
Sure, we all feel that.
At some time.
We are seeking that grand recovery
to save ourselves.
That opportunity to get it all back.
We walk through life with these scars.
Such losses.
How would it all be different
if we could just see our losses
returned to us!
I have long felt this spiritual subtraction.
Recoup.
Go back to the earlier conditions of happiness.
Do we need more police,
do we need more love?
How can we stop all the taking?
I'm outraged.
There is no simple solution.
While others plot to steal
and deprive us of our belongings,
we prepare to be amazed.
It's the great debacle.
Can you see the hope in what I am saying?
Desperate people are not easily deterred.
We are forced to ponder our inevitable losses.
Take away. Take away.
And then we necessarily want to say:
recoup.
as soon as I was powerless.
Every dime I was saving--gone.
People are clever at contriving their own economies.
As soon as they can get their hands
on your lucre, they will.
It makes you question the reason for all your accumulating.
Recoup: the hopes I have for getting
my life back.
I'm ruined. I'm hurt.
Everybody is so mean, so cruel.
Sure, we all feel that.
At some time.
We are seeking that grand recovery
to save ourselves.
That opportunity to get it all back.
We walk through life with these scars.
Such losses.
How would it all be different
if we could just see our losses
returned to us!
I have long felt this spiritual subtraction.
Recoup.
Go back to the earlier conditions of happiness.
Do we need more police,
do we need more love?
How can we stop all the taking?
I'm outraged.
There is no simple solution.
While others plot to steal
and deprive us of our belongings,
we prepare to be amazed.
It's the great debacle.
Can you see the hope in what I am saying?
Desperate people are not easily deterred.
We are forced to ponder our inevitable losses.
Take away. Take away.
And then we necessarily want to say:
recoup.
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