Wednesday, December 01, 2010

the rich cake











X-rated move
The floating concrete port
The sea water knocking on its wall
Echoing the needs to be the watch dog

Barking on the state of affairs
Maybe collecting data to start his move
On the shore it has gone only he doesn't want to know
Thinking he can make a difference

The stake has changed
We know the hidden flow
The challenges he doesn't dare
He hides when the crunches arrive

The party of cronies
The rich cake for themselves
Only the pittance leave for the begging
The sense of false hope and pride

X-rated move
The pillars seem to erode
The splashing sea water crushing in
“Hey you better go!”

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