![]() A Razor for Your ThoughtsA Poem by John Alexander McFadyen![]() For some the future is bleak![]() Forget
pennies they have no
currency anymore. Not in these
Covid days, vaccine or no
vaccine. Not since
every nation broke into
its own bank, stole it's
own reserves, poured bad
money after worse money. Withdrawing
all your savings and spending
more than you
have, simply piles
on the misery, for decades
to come, leaves the
only winners the supermarkets, on-line
merchants, mask makers, stock market risk takers, virus
fakers, bad news, news papers. As food banks burgeon, unemployment
soars and
repossessions abound, for some, suicide is the only
sound. 11/11/20 © 2020 John Alexander McFadyenAuthor's Note
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Added on November 11, 2020 Last Updated on November 11, 2020 Author![]() John Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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