Do you think we’d see the light
if sunshine cost the wealthy something
or would we live in blackest night
outside the gate and out of sight?
“Mo money! Mo money!”
the chant heard from within
a choir sings the liturgy
forgiving you of sin
Breathe it in; a line of lucre
one snort will get you high
like a woman who leaves you wanting more
never quite satisfied
Your estate must have a bunker
with an atom bomb proof door;
don’t forget the bullets and the hardware in the drawer
in case they come to get you, those hoards of wretched poor
‘cause money makes the world grow round
addicted rich all wanting more
snortin’ spoils while on the march
the opiate of the oligarch.
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photo: Roman Abramovitch’s yacht (the world’s largest private yacht – left) parked next to the Qatari royals at St. Barts.
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toritto 
aren’t you glad we aren’t one of them?
but then, if we were,
what would happen if we were sad,
very sad?
you write ridiculously well.
i want to read more.
it would be sort of nice to be rich.
but it’s much better not to be.
poor sucks though,
no way around it.
we need to help the rich,
give their money to the poor.
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Cindy – I learned long ago that money alone does not make you happy. I buried two of my sons, one of whom died in my arms, Money does not fix that.
I have everything I need. I am still relatively healthy; I am not lonely; my daughters call me everyday; I am never left out of a holiday or special occasion. I have family close by. My girls are successful in life, educated with loving husbands each of whom would take a bullet for them I am a contented man. I would not live in a replica of Versailles even if I could nor would I buy a $100,000 wrist watch.
I am a contented man which is all anyone can hope to be.
PS Thanks for the compliment on my writing. I dabble but glad you enjoy.
Regards,
Frank
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