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The Wolves of Wall Street

When the market place is dying All the wolves of Wall Street's prowling When the doves of peace are flying All the dogs of war are howling When the hard times come our way All the common clave keep trying When they promise a better day All in Washington are lying

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Aysha Nuwas

Date: 8/4/2024 11:34:00 PM

Sometimes the wolves pretend to be sheep, and by the way Covid had nothing to do with this, it was an example of humanity doing the right thing, and the uneducated extremists, well being uneducated.

Randy Freie
Date: 8/5/2024 3:22:00 AM

Hi Aysha, you're right about the uneducated. History is strewn with examples of divide and conquer tactics. The rich playing the poor and working class against one another so they won't stand together, thus stripping them of their unified voice. So until people learn from history, they're destined to repeat it.

Keith D Trestrail

Date: 8/4/2024 2:28:00 AM

Well written, Randy. The elites love war and Wall Street and greater control over our lives. The wolves are a bigger threat than ever and hungrier than ever. The Covid debacle showed us what we are up against.

Randy Freie
Date: 8/4/2024 2:33:00 AM

You said it Keith, whether it's war, famine, flood, or disease, the rich get richer and the poor and working class foots the bill.