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National Debt Clock

National Debt Clock

New York City 

 

A crimson glow, a digital pulse

 

Against the city's ceaseless hum

 

The National Debt Clock, cold and glum

 

Counting numbers that forever lunge 🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢

 

Etching numbers into space 

 

Bound by the chains of money and capitalism

 

Wall Street, economics of money and greed 💵💵💵💰💰💰🤑🤑🤑

 

Numbers rising, a heavy tow 

 

A monument to what we owe 

 

As digits and numbers tick by on the clock 🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🔢🕕

 

A burden past to the next generation 

 

Crushing debt and broken dreams 

 

The National Debt Clock, stark and bright

 

A chilling beacon in the fading light

 

The National Debt Clock

 

Digits and numbers that never sleep

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Nine Eleven

It's there to remind us that we need to wake up

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sparrowsong

Hello Brett...

No one ever blames the Clock...

That's hilarious!

I wonder if it counts all the theft done by the Politicians and Leaderships...

We get to pay for again right?

At least is showing his weighlifting Skills...

Looks,like his Spotter is,doing most of the lifting...

Poor Guy...

😂

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

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