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Messengers of Poverty

Messengers of Poverty

The people we have entrusted our mandate
those we thought would lead us to the promised land have become messengers of poverty

They are kleptomaniacs par excellence who have plundered our treasuries
milk our nation dry and drove us to recession

Our once thriving economy now a history

Their loots they've invested and are boosting  other countries' economies

We've been reduced to penury and our currency worthless
they've brought untold hardship on innocent people whose only crime was believing in them

The smokescreen is pointing accusing fingers on unseen enemies
who are being accused for things they know nothing about

We can only deceive ourselves but we know who they are
those who are truly the harbingers of bankruptcy also known as agents of stagnation

But can best be described as the Messengers of Poverty.

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Larry Ran

Hi Sweet Rose,

Words so true.  The rape of Europa by these wanton demagogues.  The once mighty Eagle now foraging for scraps.  "But the people have no bread".  "Then let them eat cake", these "Messengers of Poverty" reply!

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Rose Sho

Hi Larry,

Wow! You've really intrigued me. Thanks for reading through and for such an erudite comment. 

I'm learning a lot from you on Cosmo.

Lots of love

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