Economy
Bottom
drops from under foot,
loathing
eyes are hollow,
panic
paints declining streets,
civil
unrest will follow.
Markets fall at margin call,
employers
close their doors,
bankers
call in all their loans,
to plunder from the poor.
Cargo,
freight and traffic stop,
long
line ups at the store,
speculators
want your gold,
inflation
starts to soar.
Accelerate
the banknote press,
to
feed the population,
rations
made and then declared,
to
ward off our starvation.
Tensions
rise across the world,
coups
n’ sanctions taking place,
terror
wars with robber masks,
feeds
the doomsday race.
All
because they want control,
ownership
through the banks,
oil
backs their currency,
they
take it with their tanks.
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