Wealthy bankers with lusts of greed
Used our money to quench their need.
They beat us down, left us for dead,
Along the paths of gold they tread.
By them your wage is stolen away
Your home is cold, no food today.
Your life itself has been displaced.
You face the 'hand-outs' with disgrace.
Our homes and farms will be laid to waste
So impatient commuters can win their race.
By those who live their well-heeled lives
( And will never face the same )
Their homes and land, they can ensure
Will, the destroying hand survive.
We are the pawn's in their game of chess,
They play us at their will.
They'll take it all, and sell our Soul,
So they can have their fill.
Although this may be
Although this may be perfectly true, I think it is a "cover-up" story and the reall scenario has been hidden due to ignorance. Ignorance and adamant refusal of many people to admit that we have lived off of "credit" in this country (and perhaps some other countris as well), for way way too long.
...just an opinion, but great poem.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you for your comment,
Thank you for your comment, you could be right who knows what the truth about governments is. But the complete indifference by this government to the needs and opinions of the public make me very annoyed. Especially when their actions adversely affect me. I am glad you enjoyed the poem though. :-) X
Wow, WOW, What a poem, My
Wow, WOW, What a poem, My sentiments exactly. GREAT WRITE.
sunmaiden
Oh thank you, just so fed up
Oh thank you, just so fed up with our incompetent government, land and money grabbing rich boys. But from your comment they are all the same, I guess. Many thanks for reading and commenting. :-) X