It's just a change, that's all.
And the end of one thing Is always the beginning of another. And this time, something better's coming If you have eyes to see: a new world. But in order for this great and last change To be absolute, We had to grow fat on lesser things - Not just as a nation, But as a world. And finally It's ready, So that when it falls, It will be complete. And that is perfect. For the thing that awaits Is the very thing we were longing for With all of our devices. And early in the morning On the day after it all comes down, On a street corner perhaps Before the sun is fully up, There will stand someone selling something. Eggs perhaps. And somewhere else, Someone will be giving something away. Or trading for the thing he needs. And the world will go on living, breathing, interacting. For economy is an eternal part of existence. It goes on, to spite the fall of nations, To spite the end of worlds. But this time, the winds of fortune have changed. Already, they blow in the direction of those Who work in the service Of something more Than the pursuit of personal profit. So don't lose heart when the towers fall. It's only the beginning of something better Than all that we thought we served When first we set our hands to the plow And decided that we were man enough To look out for number one.
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