Where The Money Tree GrowsA Poem by David P. EckertSpoken Word reflecting on the sequential damage inflicted by multinational corporations.
Where The Money Tree Grows Where the money tree grows in the race, no healthy place to raise objections imperfections to wealthy stealthy sways of life hidden cloistered from strife keep your knife beneath the table sheathed in silk and feather but never let the proles see you fret no regret, sleek leathered Lexus your next nexus of power you never glower just devour fact’ry workers in your wake pols on the take, you don’t fake no illusions of collusion just keep swinging your sterile blade the profit’s made and is growing business builds on you snowing John Q Public not knowing how the money tree grows from your corporate concern we’ll never learn your competitive edge takes a sledge of a hammer when we yammer as you show up in and your outposts in receptive aphasia we won’t understand, hate your plan, your moving and grooving to the sound of the jingles of coins, Bens and singles there’s no making friends no amends you’re just going not slowing for the lost in your wake don’t hesitate when you buy your next nation and the rest share the rations of moldy scraps that you leave we’ve no time to grieve just move on and move on and move on. © 2007 David P. Eckert © 2008 David P. EckertFeatured Review
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17 Reviews Added on February 15, 2008 AuthorDavid P. EckertRoslyn Heights, NYAboutPsychologist, Writer, Painter, Father of 2, Grandpa of 2 cute, smart and beautiful little girls, Husband, Keeper of Dogs, Fish and Fruit Trees and generally Busy Guy. more..Writing
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