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The Helping Hand

There is no free market greed controls supply and demand the market cascades bi-polar and the pendulum swing's getting out of hand republicratic tyrants stake claim on our tax they waste and pocket as they see fit caught and send a fall guy for that and everybody takes advantage of the poor ole working class can you see their broken spirit the well to do spit in their face and they have no energy to do anything about it seems the world has become barren of good will like a desert where the only thing that grows is the sand upon low, naked, scorched hills and we were all told and everybody knows we have become slaves drowning in the flames of monthly debt with no way that our daily pay can pay the needs of the upper class make sure of this as they sell you down the widening pipeline that leads to utter poverty and homelessness try and save some money for a rainy day and the devil just comes along and plucks it all away one way or another dog eat dog and this world that teaches all of us to eat each other and we are all sisters and brothers cold cruel and mean the world smiles in her eyes the gates of hell can be seen there is no American party looking out for the well being of those who enjoy going out and working hard for their money no, there's no working man's party an honest days wage will not pay for the necessities of modern life the monthly bills add up so fast that the stress keeps me up sometimes all night I worry about my kids and I worry about my wife I worry about loosing my home so much that I sometimes break down and cry and I never cry but I have learned and now I know why for debt, we all must lay down and die I think about the thirty five dollar bounced check fee that they charged me five times because of the automatic payment that I don't even remember agreeing to online I know I'm not the only one Reader, do you feel my pain can you see the world sliding down into hell like some kind of run away train will you raise your voice come let us rattle the cage and make some noise or do you belong to the high and mighty proud, secure, and financially responsible in love with the world and her society come take advantage of people like me yeah, come take advantage of us come take advantage of the meek while we patiently wait for the vengeance to be delivered by the mighty mighty hand of the glorious Christ Jesus

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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