Next year,
or next month,
the New Money
could wipe you out—
destroy everything
you've worked for
and saved for—
and leave your family
destitute.
It could happen any time.
And I don't mind telling you I'm scared.
For myself,
for my family,
for my friends,
for my country.
We've seen a lot
of financial tyrannies
from Washington
in this century.
This one could take the cake.
And popping out of the cake,
with a big Surprise!,
will be an IRS agent
with an AK-47.
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This poem was originally published as an article by Ron Paul in his own newsletter in the 1980s/1990s.
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