Who has little, let them have less

The hatred of the poor, is it guilt

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gone rancid? That the rich have

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so much and still conspire to steal

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a baby’s medicine, a woman’s

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life, a man’s heart and kidney.

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When those Congressmen talk

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of people who are counting

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their last change for gas or eggs

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choosing between cold and hunger

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they snarl. How dare we exist?

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If they could push a button,

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if they could war on the poor

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here at home as they do abroad

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directly with bombs instead of

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legislation, think they’d hesitate?

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The righteous anger fermenting

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in them boils over in cuts to what-

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ever keeps people alive. They punish

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those who have little with less:

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a vast legal bus to run us over.

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