"Ain't got no pistols, ain't got no sword or marching band, all I've got is the love thats in my heart, and the stone that's in my hand." Everlast.
How can you know, you who sit in lotus towers? You cannot see, are deaf! Your comfortable life blinds you to the myriad sufferings, daily, on and on. You hear only what you want to believe! But the people are hungry, their skins are sallow and their brains dull from their stomach's emptiness! They have no hope and no futures! They die alone, they suffer together. They fumblingly press in the needle of sweet oblivious escape. They are kept blind and uneducated, a life hardly worth living in the ghettos and enclaves, created and pinned there by your greedy designs and rascism.
They are abused and assaulted by you, the fat-cat elite; you such proper politicians and bankers, you who calculatingly maintain mercenary troops to enforce total control over every man's thoughts and resources, who keep the world enslaved in depraved self-righteous p
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