Dear 1%

Thu, 12/14/2017 - 12:53 -- jayvenk

How much money is too much money?

When your neighbors become your competitors?

When your competitors become your partners?

When your partners become your subordinates?

When your subordinates become your slaves?

How much money is too much money?

When your neighbors become your slaves.

 

Dear 1%,

How many will you kill?

How many will you murder?

How many of your neighbors' blood will you spill?

You kill us with drugs, you kill us with food,

You kill us with our own thoughts if we let you.

You spread disease and you spread lies,

Bioengineering the many ways we die.

How many will you kill?

As many as it takes!

Collateral damage is the ruse for your hate.

 

Dear 1%,

I can't love evil.

My Father commands me to I care about people.

You're people too, like it or not.

Albeit, in bonds tighter than what we've got.

You hate Us because We are Free,

And we all know misery loves company.

 

Dear 1%,

I pity you.

Your Leader is a Liar, playing you for fools.

The only way out is death, for BOTH me and you.

We've all come short, we're ALL being lied to.

You have money and you have power.

But where will you stand at the Final Hour?

You may have gained the world,

But what's the fate of your soul?

 

Dear 1%,

Even you can Repent.

 

 

Sincerely,

Your fellow Human Beings

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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