Enemy Inside the Gates

 

Enemy Inside the Gates 

Daunting virus takes your power, 

all connected they devour, 

unbalanced horde from nexus blanks, 

an inside job by private banks. 

Investment bankers are the scourge, 

and parasitic while submerged, 

with victories dripping in your blood, 

they sleek away into the mud. 

Fortunes made they pull down walls, 

lead the enemy through your halls, 

and take what’s yours to make their beds, 

your constitution ripped to shreds. 

Cartel planted in your nation, 

private banks that cause inflation, 

election riggings so profound, 

burns your country to the ground. 

From ashes grey of greed and nerve, 

hopes arise by those who serve, 

to crush the global banking horde, 

ensuring freedoms are restored. 

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The Activist Poet

About this Poem: The parasitic private banks and those who subject humanity to unnecessary poverty are a virus. The United States, once a Republic has been slowly destroyed from within by a now, Global Banking Cartel to the point of economic collapse. This poem goes straight to the heart of the problem and was written in solidarity with the American people to take back what’s theirs…their country and their freedoms…soon it will be too late as the World Economic Forum, a think tank of the Banking Cartel, have slated 2021 as “The Economic Reset” where China and its totalitarian governance will assume its place as the technical, economic and military leader of the World…this is already a fact. Those that govern your nation are leading you to your destruction…the same can be said for every western nation; that our countries and freedoms have become fodder in the maw of a totalitarian New World Order that will be led through China.

The Corporate Plague

The Corporate Plague

They came well dressed in suits and ties,

they owned the earth through greed and lies,

they made their rules, enforced controls,

and claimed the land on fancy scrolls.

Repulsive breed has all deceived,

consumed all life in schemes they weaved,

while spreading fast are poisoned souls,

who licence greedy corporate goals.

Misled people refuse to see,

embrace the madness and marquee,

the corporate rules that they embrace,

destroys all life, can’t be replaced.

So now it comes to sorrows decree,

Starvation, disease and poverty.

The corporate plague that covers earth,

declares mankind has little worth,

they’ll make us pay while we ignore,

their profit centers on the poor.

Our apathy will not bring change,

while glued to New York’s stock exchange,

starve Fortuna, break on free,

before the banks make their decree.

Bailouts forced by proclamation,

private banks will own your nation,

and they’re the one’s who’ll make us pay,

to burden us with their decay.

But once we drop their growing fear,

the road ahead is crystal clear,

refuse their greed and pollutions,

time to reach for real solutions.

Reverse their drive of growing size,

change the laws and nationalize,

return all lands the bankers stole,

rebuild community is our goal.

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Last Edit: May 02nd, 2021

About this Poem: (Edit Date: 2020 Mar 13)

The people of the World have been dispossessed of their natural rights to live freely on this planet. We are debt slaves in a world run by monsters who have taken control of all our communities through an economic system which they control. Today, corporations are considered “Persons”, who’ve been given carte blanche to wage war on people and communities to get what they want. They are nothing but a plague of locusts…A Corporate Plague…