The imbalance of man

The imbalance of man

A Poem by Andrew Hawkins

The Imbalance of Man

We divert rivers for desert fountains
Mine the very souls of mountains
yet we cannot spare the cash to feed the poor

Election hopefuls promise lies
while they look us in the eyes
then line their pockets like any other corporate w***e

The treasury of this nation
thrives on fiscal masturbation
massaging figures til the money is all spent

And while we're all left to drown
some get bailed out to higher ground
as they stand upon the ninety nine percent

Why does the power of human greed
come before helping those in need
or is compassion blind, no longer can she see?

I pray to god I'm not alone
so if you appreciate my tone
come out and Occupy this planet Earth with me

© 2012 Andrew Hawkins

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Excellent. You sum it up with poetic clarity. For the life of me, I can't understand how so many on the lower rungs bend over backwards to help those at the top.

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Added on November 28, 2012
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Andrew Hawkins
Andrew Hawkins

Richibucto, New Brunswick, Canada

While the jury is still out about life beginning at 40 it seems, for me at least, poetry began at 40. Other than the enforced scribblings of a young child I haven't written poetry for thirtysomethi.. more..