They call it black
But their far from white!
I have no problem
Full of delight...
They screw us in the hole
Herding us in
For total control..
The global economy, to me, it sucks..
So I search for another...
I am in luck!
It's not about money
That will come
It's about working with integrity
Helping your mate
Looking after the widow
And not expecting a date.
Sharing with caring
The things we hold
Understanding the blessings, and the promises told...
About doing what is good for the soul...
And rejecting the lure
Of the economic black hole..
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 22nd, 2024 02:42
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Comments5
I was The Birdman until I flew into a black hole! lol.
Seems like you came out the other side.
So true in every way. Money although necessary is a temptress and many fall to its seduction.
Economics in its pure form is neutral. But when picked up and used by self interested actors to justify increasing concentrations of wealth and hence power, the results are there for anyone to see if they cared to look.
Fine words 2781, if only it could happen and all was good in the world.
Andy
I look forward it that,
Cheers.
Well, I would like to take this opportunity to thank all my friends for my first number one.
May we all have many.
You know what I say...
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