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George Soros Goodfellas Cream Pulp Fiction Bloomberg Recompense

The man with illgotten riches,
Has left destruction in his wake,
George Soros, the master of glitches,
His wealth marred by malaise so fake.
With money as his tool,
He roamed through nations bold,
To destroy entire economies,
And lay havoc, deep and cold.
Fake news celebrated as a philanthropist,
He carried ill intentions to his field,
Revealing himself today a Marxist,
Whose ardor for power will never yield.
For decades he pulled strings of politics,
In dexterity creating nation-states demise,
Ideology turned money to rule cynics,
The world still counting his endless ties.
His wanton wreak uplifts silence,
For his destroyed lives remain fragile,
A manipulator making Independence subservience,
Watchful eyes make today real reconciled.
Soros casts a dark shadow on mankind,
His savagery outweighed by greed,
Revelation dissipates, his deeds hind,
Perhaps someday soon God weeds.