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The God's of Greed

Pinnacles rise calling their name Letters on an index they became At one time ethics reigned The slaves had value in some past day Cast aside no longer having a place till his grave The God’s finding cheaper more willing slaves More riches for them to plunder Gold for them to save A new land to take Humanity they forsake The God’s of Greed always thunder That is not their fault that mankind suffer That any man can be a God of Greed Provided he serves only his own need And use the slaves for what they be Pawns in chess game Played by the God’s of Greed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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