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a small bank

A small bank

When I visit my bank, which is a small rural one
the bank lady who warns me not to overspend
and my wife meets I go for a coffee across 
the road, they are both from Congo and have
 a lot to talk about
The business in the bank is done, forenoon 
the prize of pig feed and grain harvest, and so on
When I am alone, I like to come early
and enjoy the concerned people with no dramatic political
meaning other than survival
 the real people's experience  that contextualized
not democratic  that those who invest in 
the future, should it arrive, be the beneficiary  
that income should be distributed according to
input, it is not about equity 
At the same time, my fellow investors do send
money to help Gaza because they read
the local  newspaper that is biased toward Israel
My mother thought a Jew was someone in a fur hat
selling stuff from his cart.
Written by oskar
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