Billionaires cower in fear in their mansions far from the Shores of Reality, across the vast Gap of Wealth, when the Poor Poet comes to town.

The riot police hired by the billionaires come out in full battle gear, armed with teargas and rubber bullets and pepper spray, but they can never find the Poor Poet because he is but a figment of their paranoid imaginations. They think they control the world, but they cannot control even their own greed, and their great wealth is but a curse that will destroy them.

The billionaires tell their wicked lies, but no one believes them, because the Poor Poet speaks the truth, the truth sets us free, the evil billionaires are all put in jail, and the world is saved.

Disclaimer

The author of this book is not solely responsible for its content. As Mr. Lutz explains, It was the Subconscious Mind talkin, not me.

Sturgeon Generals Warning

This book may be hazardous to your preconceived notions.