The powerful man comes up to me and jams his finger into my eye. He tells me that I must comply.

I very calmly answer that no one owns my body, mind or soul. Even if you give me a bucket full of gold, I will never be bought and sold.

The engine continues to just roll along. The world is becoming a place where the influential do not care who they harm.

The corrupt continue to command the people to drop to their knees. Is everyone just going to fold and please?


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