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when the winner loses

By benafim

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When the winner Loses Here is a blanket and a parcel of food I’m so very sorry for the damaged my bombs have caused and I grief for the loss of your children who sleep forever under building debris How kind the beast is before it enslaves and steals your wealth. Globalisation, is implement The strong uses to exploit our world it creates hate, poverty and fear. This powerful force that tramples on other cultures and tries to ram down our throats the junk philosophy of the victorious, calling it freedom of choice. The beast’s war cry is democracy, its right to exploit the lesser. leaving the defeated with a cyst of hate that will grow, explode and poison our planet for a thousand year…and the dying beast will ask: Why did you hate me so much? Written November 12th, 2001 © on Nov 12 2001 06:50 AM PST   0 • 1

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