Sins Of Capitalism
the scar
on my face
is the last cry
of all those killed
in the name of capitalism.
the tear
in my eyes,
the hunger of those
we've forced to
live in poverty.
the bruise
on my lips,
the swelling groan
of those we've oppressed!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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