In lands where public good is strong,
A thriving society gets along.
With shared resources, all can rise,
Beneath the same, unclouded skies.
But when "me first" takes the lead,
It plants the seeds of selfish greed.
The heart of tyranny beats loud,
In shadows where the weak are cowed.
Inequality spreads its blight,
As selfishness obscures the light.
Exploitation takes its toll,
On bodies, minds, and fragile souls.
Trust erodes, and bonds decay,
As selfish acts lead hearts astray.
Communities, once strong and tight,
Fragment in the selfish night.
Moral values start to wane,
As selfishness inflicts its pain.
The earth itself begins to cry,
As resources dwindle, dry.
Rights are claimed with loud demand,
"I got mine," they proudly stand.
But with rights come duties too,
To care for others, me and you.
Yet, in our hearts, we know the truth,
That interdependence is the proof.
No one alone can truly stand,
We're stewards of this shared land.
So let us strive for common good,
In every field, in every wood.
For public good's the lifeblood true,
Of a society that thrives anew.
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