In the cradle of earth where the riches lie deep,
The giants of industry, their harvests they reap.
Diamonds and gold, in the silence they gleam,
In the game of the predators, they reign supreme.
Wild and free, the call of the land,
But the grip of the giants is close at hand.
In the rush for the minerals, the stakes are high,
Under the open and watchful sky.
The earth whispers secrets of an ancient time,
But the machines roar louder, covered in grime.
The chase for wealth, a relentless drive,
In the wild, only the fi*t_st su®vive.
Oh, the dance of power, a perilous play,
As the wild is cornered, in the light of day.
Big business looms, like a shadow so vast,
In the pursuit of minerals, the die is cast.
Wild and free, the spirit may call,
But the game of the giants overshadows all.
In the heart of the wild, where the secrets lay,
The game for predators is underway.
Wild and free, in the menagerie,
Creatures dance under the canopy.
A world untouched by the hands of time,
In the menagerie, where the wild is prime.
But beyond the trees, where the shadows lie,
An entity lurks, beneath the war-torn sky.
Standard Oil's reach, long and vast,
Casting a shadow, an ever-present past.
At the R.it.z, where the b.light/e+/-D.T/C/-ss/s.a.gp/wtf*_oº.m’dea covertly dine,
Polonium's presence, in the shimmering wine.
A whisper of danger, a trace so slight,
In the grandeur of the evening, under the chandelier light.
Oh, the isotopes spin, in a deadly waltz,
As the body contends with the chemical assaults.
Heavy metal uranium, a paradox of the age,
Both a savior and a specter, on ge/jp.
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