Greed destroys

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Chocolates, roses, all around, The smell of lovely charity. Masses unknowingly drowned In love that lacks all clarity.   Commercials spin me for a twirl, The hammer quickly drives the nail;
A Man Dressed In Brown                                 May 16, 2017 It was long ago, With the wind blowing snow, She sat by the fire,
Through her veins the venom ran Sweet, quiet Mary Ann   All she wanted was to be powerful and strong But sickening tones became of her swan song   Her eyes turned a golden, shining hue
America, The Beautiful? Home of the enslaved, Where those who are brave, Are said to have no brain, Where freedom of speech is limited,
We left our hearts  to live in our heads. It was supposed to get easier but compassion is dead. Driven by money and heavy with pain; The blood on the ground runs in each of our veins.
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