In- Poem by ... Darjet

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In the past
they split up the globe
and sold souls
now they sell hearts
people clinking around like ghouls
not sure of who they are.
in the past they enslaved bodies
now they enslave hearts
whatever saves the shareholders from the stocks

Thursday, April 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: slave
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