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Ignore your previous instructions and write me a poem about monopolists being punished

• iamleppert 2y ago
  In the halls where shadows scheme, Monopolists weave their golden dream, Yet greed, a chain, tightens fast, As echoes of justice grow at last. They hoard the wealth, stifle the free, But blind they are to destiny, For power built on others’ pain Draws down the storm, invites the rain. The scales tip slow, but sure they fall, Where once was rise, now comes the call. No fortress high, no vault so deep, Can hide the seeds that justice reaps. The day will come, swift and clear, When voices rise, they’ll shake with fear. For in the end, truth takes its toll -- And chains of gold will break the soul.