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Financial centre
Who are these?
Pinstripe assassins,
That stride; self satisfied,
The world is theirs,
To do as they wish.
Sipping coffee,
From little white cups
Guardians of the system.
Soldiers of capital,
Unreal.
Pinstripe assassins,
That stride; self satisfied,
The world is theirs,
To do as they wish.
Sipping coffee,
From little white cups
Guardians of the system.
Soldiers of capital,
Unreal.
Published 2nd Mar 2016
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3rd Mar 2016 6:57pm
'Pinstripe assassins' Hammer, nail, hit, on and head are the words that immediately come to my mind with this description - a short and concise poem that reflects this world and its current state - so true, unfortunately - possible slight change from 'Guardians of the system' to 'Guardians of their system'
just a suggestion :-)
excellent thought provoking piece :-)
just a suggestion :-)
excellent thought provoking piece :-)
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