Imf And The Wb Poem by Xelam Kan™
Imf And The Wb
Rabble of the filthy folks
from different walks, roaring out in the streets:
to be fed, clothed and for equall treat,
but in the booms THEY forget, that social contract-
signed with the HOAX, (that) their souls and freedom
be cuffed and chained for pennies few and bucks.And
(like Faustus vowed to lucifer) they too, have GIVEN IN their consent.
Ah! I don't see your darkness will ever be dawned.
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4/16/2024 1:23:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A good lament for one of the most insidious institutions of the modern era. Your words paint the harsh truth which exists for most of the world, I found the ending slightly confusing, are you saying there will never be a day where there will be liberation, darkness being dawned is an interesting mixture and neat contradiction which is an interesting riddle in itself. Thank you for sharing a well described write