Why have they not been told.
Their greed and the excessiveness of it,
Has ended.
There is no going back...
To the days of the 'haves'
Versus those who have not.
Those lifestyles of luxuries,
Upon us has stopped.
Although catastrophic to pretensions...
That change long mentioned,
Has upon us dropped.
As drastic as the smell of a Tom cat's turf,
That has been sprayed.
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