The Political Virus


About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 1, 2020, in Not A Poem At All and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Well, one way, or another one, but the rich are gone cash from it…
    It’s call rapacious Capitalism.

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  2. Well, depending on what sense, like the guy who is always alert to make a buck, at the drop of a hat, or the fact they track everything you do, to send you adds targeted specifically for you.

    Or maybe you are talking of the so call Deep State?

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