
All my life I have wondered,
Why we as women play the fools,
So as not to intimidate the fools
We call men, whose world appears
Once exposed, to be a fraud of cheats
Where money is simply printed when needed,
And debt means nothing, except the
Bankruptcy of National Banks,
And everything the media prints
Is either a lie or a fake of misrepresented facts,
Behind the Gods of Commerce are chief executives officers,
Who care only for short-term rewards,
And the world that we shall all inherit,
Is a world of science and technology,
Fancy words for better machines of war,
New ways to kill and quicker ways to exploit us.
All my life I have wondered,
Why we repeat the same mistakes,
Marry the brute and envy the girl next-door.
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