CEO of a poem

There is no report
There is no chart
There is no meeting

What is the vision again, sorry?
How are you going to conquer the world with only words?
And what’s the number of souls you are trying to save, with only words?
What are you selling?
Hope, love, peace and belief?
What are the risks you have assessed?
Fear, hatred, cynicism, doubt and solitude?

But it’s only a dream that’s all you have, to sell
A dream to save the lost souls
A dream to sell dreams
So one day you could produce happiness in mass,
with fast delivery and free of charge

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