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As darkness ruled the night basking in the moonlight. With adamant faces trying to control the light. With acrimonious personalities creating bitterness and hostility of the darkest minds. So there hearts were blank laced with hate. Never knowing love until god created woman and man.  But he couldn't stem the envy of money.
This poem is about the envy of the poor while being jealous of the wealthy. The lengths they will go to take the rich precious things away from them.
Written by
Neil Mcpake  50/M/London
(50/M/London)   
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