Capitalism
By John Kaniecki
Let's grow the economy
Broadcasts bleach blonde buxom
blinking blue eyes
Got plenty of fertilizer
For sure, for sure, for sure
Let's plant another seed
Of blatant greed
Water it
With blood mixed with oil
Mulching
Of collateral damage
Mangled bodies of women and
children
Limbs carelessly tossed
Unceremoniously
Into shallow graves
Everything we reap
We'll keep
Never mind trickle down
Miserable misers
Giving a frown to a clown
As bums bum in double time
Hey brother can you spare a dime?
Enter the poetic world of John Kaniecki.....
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