Greed of the Powerful

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They don't hear the crys of the starving.

They don't hear the chattering of the freezing.

They don't hear the screaming of the shot.

All they hear are the pennies,

Dropping into their bank accounts;

Growing their hoards like dragons.

Promising broken promises,

Lying through their teeth,

Changing what shouldn't be changed.

Will the penny ever drop?

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