Critique of Banking and Control

Hello.

My name is Montague William the Third.

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 a industry.

For many a year we have controlled your lives,

while you all just struggle and suffer in strife.

We created the things that you don't really need,

your sports cars and fashions and plasma TVs.

I remember it clearly how all this begun.

Family secrets from father to son.

Inherited knowledge that gives me the edge while you peasant 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 your 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 hold 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.