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The Banker - Great poem on the powers that be.

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posted on Nov, 18 2010 @ 06:57 PM
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Just wanted to share this little piece of theatre found on youtube.



Really enjoyed this poem and it's quite relevant to what's being discussed here so thought I'd share it.
Grab a coffee, take a break and give this a few minutes of your time, you won’t regret it.




posted on Nov, 18 2010 @ 07:33 PM
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Very telling video. An true enough to make you think.
Thanks for posting it.



posted on Nov, 18 2010 @ 08:22 PM
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That was awesome. S&F



There was so much truth in that, I wish I could find a transcript.



posted on Nov, 19 2010 @ 07:06 AM
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Originally posted by FortAnthem
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I wish I could find a transcript.




The Banker
Craig-James Moncur

My name is Montague William the III
And what I will tell you may well sound absurd
But the less who believe it, the better for me
For you see ... I'm in banking and big industry

For many a year we have controlled your lives
While you all just struggle and suffer and strive
We created the things that you don't really need
Your, your sports cars, and fashions, and plasma TV's

I remember it clearly how all this begun
Family secrets from father to son
Inherited knowledge that gives me the edge
While you peasants people lie sleeping at night in your beds

We control the money that controls your lives
Whilst you worship false idols and wouldn't think twice
About selling you souls for a place in the sun
These things that won't matter when your time is done

But as long as they're there to control the masses
I just sit back and consider my assets
Safe in the knowledge that I have it all
While you common people are losing your jobs

You see ... I just told you in utter contempt
But the smile on my face well it makes me exempt
For I have the weapon of global TV
Which gives us connection and invites empathy

You would really believe that we look out for you
While we bankers and brokers are only a few
But if you saw that you'd take back the power
Hence, daily terrors to make you all cower

The panics, the crashes, the wars, and the illness
That keep you from finding your spiritual wholeness
We rig the game, and we buy-out both sides
To keep you enslaved in your pitiful lives

So, go out and work as you body clock fades
And when it's all over a few years from the grave
You'll look back on all this and just then you'll see
That your life was nothing ... a mere fantasy

There are very few things that we don't now control
To have lawyers and police force was always a goal
Doing our bidding while you march on the street
But, they never realized that they're only just sheep

For real power resides in the hands of a few
You voted for parties, what more could you do?
But what you don't know is they're one and the same
Old Gordon has passed good Ole David the reins

And you'll follow the leader who was put there by you
But your blood it runs red while our blood runs blue
But you simply don't see it's all part of the game
Another distraction like money and fame

Get ready for wars in the name of the free
Vaccinations for illness that will never be
Assault on you children's impressionable minds
And a micro-chipped world you'll put-up no fight

Information suppression will keep you in toe
Depopulation of peasants was always our goal
But eugenics was not what we hoped it would be
Oh yes, it was us that funded NAZI's

But as long as we own all the media too
What's really happening does not concern you
So just go on watching your plasma TV
And the world will be run by the one's you can't see


Source: Ron Paul Forums


edit on 19/11/2010 by Saurus because: Fixed the link



posted on Nov, 19 2010 @ 07:09 AM
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Superb!

Thanks for the great find! Star and Flag from me too...


It reminds me of a verse from an old 'New Model Army' song:

"History gave us meaning, gave us a place
Gave my father reasons for the lines on his face
Well, we asked for the money and money they gave
But God how that made us easy to enslave"


~ New Model Army - Lights Go Out


edit on 19/11/2010 by Saurus because: (no reason given)



posted on Nov, 19 2010 @ 03:07 PM
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You da man!



Thanks for looking that up. Me, I'm just too darn lazy to do something like that.



posted on Nov, 22 2010 @ 11:50 AM
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Fantastic work, thanks for bringing this into the light, much appreciated.
copying the poem on to Microsoft Word.

-Naeem



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