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Easy-going energy moguls at Exxon Mobil, Insidiously sip scotch in their ivory towers, They take no blame for the blame is ours, We, the worker bees, were employed to **** the soil, Little did we know it was the hallowed ground under our very own families feet, Now we look towards our homes and see nothing but ash and hell fire, Our collective youth and countless hours of precious life, Traded for false abundance and counterfeit wealth, When it all burns will you still care about your bank account?
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
May 5th, 2016
Easy-going energy moguls at Exxon Mobil, Insidiously sip scotch in their ivory towers, They take no blame for the blame is ours, We, the worker bees, were employed to **** the soil, Little did we know it was the hallowed ground under our very own families feet, Now we look towards our homes and see nothing but ash and hell fire, Our collective youth and countless hours of precious life, Traded for false abundance and counterfeit wealth, When it all burns will you still care about your bank account?
Written by Skylar Bouchard. All Rights Reserved.
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
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