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Can you not sense the undercurrent an anger mutating over the nation. That period before costs do excel a deep dissatisfaction vented. Massive job cuts told to restain with warnings of future pain. That inability to have any input manipulated and being controlled. Vote them in with their big promises as politicians do what they want. Despair as your finances disappear truth a word you never hear. This is a tale not only of one country ever the widening divide. The few continue reaping the rewards the majority paying the cost. The average guy is always bled dry the wealthy staying that way being sly. The undercurrent is beginning to vibrate the population has had enough. Those with plenty taking toomuch from those with little to give. The burden of debt has to be shared or frustrations will be aired. The Foureyed Poet.
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Dec 26, 2010
Dec 26, 2010 at 9:29 AM UTC
Undercurrent
Can you not sense the undercurrent an anger mutating over the nation. That period before costs do excel a deep dissatisfaction vented. Massive job cuts told to restain with warnings of future pain. That inability to have any input manipulated and being controlled. Vote them in with their big promises as politicians do what they want. Despair as your finances disappear truth a word you never hear. This is a tale not only of one country ever the widening divide. The few continue reaping the rewards the majority paying the cost. The average guy is always bled dry the wealthy staying that way being sly. The undercurrent is beginning to vibrate the population has had enough. Those with plenty taking toomuch from those with little to give. The burden of debt has to be shared or frustrations will be aired. The Foureyed Poet.
I sense the Undercurrent of human dissatifaction.
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Dec 26, 2010
Dec 26, 2010 at 9:29 AM UTC
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