Thursday, March 12, 2009

UPSIDE DOWN

Pity the rich
they have so much
to lose

The money does not
trickle down
only trickles up

As salaries
of the workers
trickle down

A profitable
state of affairs
for who control

A majority of gold
assume they'r the ones
chosen to rule

Forever the poor
'til the system is turned
upside down

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like this poem..it is so true. JoAn

Anonymous said...

I very recently had a dream

One most horrific scene
that is forever burned in my brain:

A mother, one so poor, so destitute
that she offered her half fleshed skeletel face to her todler to eat
--as she held him in her arms

Which with his equally skeletal body, small head with mouth; did so reluctantly...but desperately