James Horn Poet Couplet

In Hands of Rich Are Poor Pawn

In Hands of Rich Are A Poor Pawn

From beginning at night until dawn,
We all have become a poor pawn;
Can you imagine someone hocking,
What was in their Christmas stocking.

For auction will put up wedding rings;
Many tears to their eyes this brings;
Allowance to children no longer give;
Such a sad way they do have to live.

Congress and President play their part;
Our military at home have broken heart;
And all that they still will have left to say;
To God every night and each day do pray.

God had motivated me to prepare this;
Not a word of it will want you to miss;
In many ways you may become scared;
There are those who have never cared.

Jim Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC

Now forward this to all those who
can and will do something about 
this terrible plight in our lives.

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