The Money MenA Poem by Marshal GebbieResultant from years of financial haggling The Money Boys come to the fore Capitalizing on predatory trading Manipulating for profits galore. Leveraged stocks and debt obligation advantage producing high dividend yield, Squeezing the borrowers mortgage commitment, Showing the hopeless the foreclosure field. Passionless people with passionless faces Smiling with fathomless eyes at your plight, Knowing that if foreclosure is pending Return on the sale will turn out all right. Inflationary pressures are gradually worsening Our Treasury man is flexing his arm He’s keeping a close eye on monetary policy Holding the cash rate to stop fiscal harm. Upside and downsides defy expectation, Rampantly wobbling the real estate boom, Uncertainties globally, holding to ransom, That American sub prime must remedy soon. The high Government spending and big dairy pay outs The rocketing prices of everyday stuff Ridiculous rules for control of emissions And fiscal expansion that’s really too tough. Domestic inflation is making it harder The Treasurer’s threatening to hike it this year Persistent uncertainties running quite rampant And our money communities sniffing the air. Do you have faith in the bank institution? Do you trust them with all of your funds? In the event of collapse do you think you’ll be honoured With return of deposits in full total sum? Not on your Nellie my fine young depositor An unsecured creditor fellow are you, You go to the back of the line if there’s failure You’re hung high and dry at the end of the queue. You can yell and complain till the sun sets my friend Compose all the letters you like to the judge. But the fact of the matter in Money Men chatter Means IT’S LEGAL and ON THIS OUR STATE WILL NOT BUDGE! So the money boys win, never mind about justice Causing division right here on our plate. There’s the rich and the poor, the haves and the have nots Social corrosion in wealth based hate. Extrapolate out and you witness this worldwide The fabulous West and the destitute poor, The pina coladas and Chevrolet excess Thin starving kids on dirt African floors. Indulgent young starlets with cocaine teasers Black Ethiopian mothers in rags. The fat and the frivolous gorging on beefsteak Filthy and homeless men begging for f**s. When you bring it all back it’s a fraudulent system Where the money men cause a division in man Instead of devising a planet of sharing They grab and they gouge and they keep all they can. The God of GET is worshipped widely, Egocentric, selfish man Tomorrows future hangs in the balance. …WOULD YOU LAY ODDS ON GETS’ GREAT PLAN ? Marshalg Mangere Bridge 25 January 2008 © 2011 Marshal Gebbie |
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Added on November 7, 2011 Last Updated on November 7, 2011 AuthorMarshal GebbieAuckland, New ZealandAboutPoem writer for the average Joe. Take tremendous satisfaction in creatively writing about everyday things and everyday people. Australian native who has adopted New Zealand and New Zealanders. Marvel.. more..Writing
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