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Coleman States stood in his lavish but tasteful den, surrounded by luxury. In his right hand was a flawless two carat diamond ring. In his left was the object he had today received by courier. …
Only after the Last Tree has been cut down, / Only after the Last River has been poisoned, / Only after the Last Fish has been caught, / Only then will you find that / Money Cannot Be Eaten. / -Cree …
Last night, humbly, I said a prayer / for the most powerful man anywhere.
I’m tired / I’m bone tired / I’m tired of the Market / Playin’ on peoples decency / Playin’ on peoples dignity / When every printed dollar / And every minted cent / That was here on Monday /…
Planetary Shame We are on a rock / Flying through space / Whirling around / On a tilted axis / At twenty-seven thousand / Miles per hour / With myriad rocks / In eccentric orbits / Dying to cross o…
With heavily armed escorts in front and back, the driver was stopping for nothing.