PlunderLand

'I'd like nothing more than simply everything' Anonymous

Here is an elegant, opulent land
where the plunderers live cash in hand and richly tanned
where the pickings are fine, cloud nine and feathery grand
where the pillaging is cream, choice and at hand

A Cardinal Land
where the plunderers live without shame or lament
where the prizes are without peace or joy
where the pilfering is without honor or virtue

A Biblical Land
where the plunderers give not charity or gifts
where the profits give not loss or debt
where the prices give not relief or rest

A Godly Land
where the plunderers give not hope or faith
where the sacred is not pure or pious
where the holy is not divine or spiritual

A Saintly Land
where the plunderers are sinless wonders
where no where is a scoundrel or a villain,
or a rat, or a louse, or lowlife,
or a con, convict or crook

An Elegant Land
where greed and avarice have no stand
where gluttony and vice is not in demand
And, where, really,
Time is unreal, in doubt and in remand