Improvements of Supply Chains

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“A man becomes a monk and after several years he gets satori, but what has happened to his common sense? Without common sense it is impossible to please God.” p. 21

Luke 10:25-37

Imagine there’s a universe in which

Supply chains could deliver worthy things

Like sainted holiness or febrile itch

In tRUMP for decency, or for some wings

Of justice spreading out across the hills

And plains of Israel and Palestine.

Imagine if those chains could send out pills

To cure men’s hatreds and to make love shine.

Imagine if religions’ ignorance

Had once delivered to it curing facts

That forced correction of faiths’ pignorance

Jonestown cult victims

And turned that prejudice to kindly acts.

  Imagine if those chains could stretch to give

    Deliveries that make the Best Goods live.

~ Phillip Whidden