Money for Mates

They strut across the living stage,

gambling and grabbing their dues 

knowing no one will knock them down.


Each malicious intention formulated,

breaking laws and procedures, wearing

smiles for the media, while back-handing


their mountebank mates with contracts,

and bank balances while the hammered 

poor stare, starv and beg for crumbs.


Why is it always the poor; who carry the

cross while the rich beat them with tax

cuts and mean monopolies to doom them?


Will no one stand against such greed and

arrogant congenital corruption? For it is

in doing nothing we give our 


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margins are a great place sometimes because it is where change happens fastest but it is also a horrible place when we are stuck in them and grace is the moment when we can see that someone cares.

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