Fortunate Ones Contributor, [Verse 1] In the shadows of uncertain wars,Echoes of pain, closed doors.Famine’s fear, a silent cry,Dreams of green earth, now dry. [Chorus] Where do we stand in this raging storm?Lost souls in chaos, trying to transform.We’re more than this, more than these rusted chains,In the mire of despair, our spirit remains. [Verse 2] Machines rise, humanity falls,In corporate halls, freedom stalls.Bodies ailing, spirits crushed,In the techno rush, our voices hushed. [Chorus] Where do we stand in this raging storm?Lost souls in chaos, trying to transform.We’re more than this, more than these rusted chains,In the mire of despair, our spirit remains. [Bridge] Youth gaze at a fractured future,Torn between a digital suture.A life on screens, or unseen dreams,Nothing is quite what it seems. [Verse 3] Gig life spins, a fragile thread,In consumption’s bed, our values shed.In this whirlwind of loss and gain,We search for truth, amidst the pain. [Chorus] Where do we stand in this raging storm?Lost souls in chaos, trying to transform.We’re more than this, more than these rusted chains,In the mire of despair, our spirit remains. [Outro] In this tempest, we must find our light,Against the darkness, we stand and fight.Carving a path through the disarray,Unbroken, together, we’ll find our way. Business Philosophy Business Poetry