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Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


Political Power Is Amassing Money


in most countries thieves
criminals are in prison
in Russia the biggest thieves
are criminals in the Kremlin

in America the millionaires
are in the senate controlling power
in America power is money
and money elected controls power

in Russia power is pure party
political power is amassing money
without power net there may be
no power to steal freedom money

Submitted: Sunday, August 26, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 27, 2012

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