Where we stand, they control.A Poem by andrew mitchell
What becomes a bank
If there is no need for money? What becomes a church that has no followers? They control, they tell you what to do, to control, they sell, they make sure you buy, to control. They advertise to control. Organizations need the needy to need them to survive, to control. Where you stand, they have control. any methods will do, Big brother is watching. but who really needs whom. Who really should be on their knees in a twist of good fortune, when there is no demand? © 2017 andrew mitchell |
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Added on May 31, 2017 Last Updated on May 31, 2017 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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