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Let Them Eat Cake

The Rich/the Super Rich/the One Percenters. Then there’s the rest of us, The Disappearing/Shrinking Middle Class. Our “good paying “, American Dream financing jobs gone, Overseas. The Chinese/Japanese/Indian/Korean/Malaysian, etc. have them. We are left to grovel/slave away at many PT “jobs/employment”, We work all kind of ridiculous hours for even more ridiculous rewards, At the same time watching the American Dream slip away, being taxed away, shipped away. The dream is taking wings, taking majestic and dramatic flight like the Bald eagle, proud symbol of America. And the number of the poor, that we will “always have with us” Is steadily whispering, calling out, shouting out to us- And in the gesture of come on down, they extend an invitation to us Come join us, come “eat cake with us” You can exercise the right to just lay down and die with us, Then the Money Changer Bankers and Crooks that are continually rewarded, Can just roll us up in a blue tarp, and into an empty ditch, step over us in their Armani shoes, keep going and never break stride. And their Bought-and-Paid-For US Congressional Representatives, And State/Local ones as well will see to it, That left behind family/loved ones will not receive, Any so called governmental assistance that we need, Though we paid for it with our taxed-to-death money. And we will end up in an unmarked mass-grave ditch, And finally be out of the way of the folks who are really in charge of The American Dream. September 21, 2013

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Date: 2/7/2014 3:34:00 PM
so touching, i loved it
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Date: 9/21/2013 10:18:00 PM
Well I may be wrong, there was no cake at the time, sure seems to be a lot of crispy creams today. No shortage there. The jobs that left, no one seems to want them here, except all those hardworking people from overseas flocking here of course. In a Democracy one does have to vote every now and then, if people get involved changes can be made, as for being taxed half to death, come to Canada, we know all about that!!!! However I did like the poem!!! :) just being devils advocate!
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