The money was grown on the backs of humans deemed lesser. Thus was how our fathers founded freedom. In currency we trust. I’ve spent and I’ve saved, I’ve begged and I’ve borrowed. In trust I found nothing. Hidden in vague back alley dealings, we are whored out by suits who speak of nothing but freedom. With fire in their eyes, and their fingers crossed, they are selling us wholesale. Oh say can you see? I say I’ve seen enough. With shards of ourselves wielded as weapons, we must dig our way out. Roast feasts over flags and smoke illicit drugs from the bones of the rich and blunts rolled in large bills. Plant the money into the soil and grow as humans.
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