This is pay per view, like pay as you go
So listen, on account
That I make this a preview
Mine comes in words, selected so few
To summarise lessons in view
And leave them in parables
Not much needs to be said, wall street
When flash lights image emerge
Like probe, of the subconsciousness
A thousand ignite, discontent with match
Disapproval of the run
By the powers that be
Ten thousand more
Become flammable with thought
Watching politics, bankers in pictures view
Rage of the common man
Cry of delusional futures
Rome burns, New York and Japan, storm
The elite gather their stock
And they hold in captive
Greek and Hungary hostage
Love it, especially the last few lines.
ReplyDeleteNicely done Kodjo.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing with I Saw Sunday.
Wow! A triumph of the people against the people we love to hate.
ReplyDeleteMust admit, I hate crowds too! LOL
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