Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2022
Can I expose the making
   of a nation called America?
   Freedom the rich promised
   owned us all along let us
   vote and gloat we're boss.
   The federal reserve is
   our god almighty and
   keeps us trapped in rooms
   making trinkets and hourly
   wages taxed into destitution
   forced into credit cards we
   pay off with prostitution.
William J Donovan
Written by
William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
70
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems