Selling the war

The open market

Market teller

truth seller

haggard trinkets light upon the dusty street

digital bays lined creaking on carts 

held together

with the wheels of invention

ideas of the the self 

made

--man

they walk to a  counter hoping for dreams from apothecaries

fortune seekers and political organizers 

smile devilishly as corporations 

find out that money and fiscal thoughts are at the heart of hearts

Only determined by what's in store

what's in stock

bonds that surely tether savings to reserves and reservations

rapidly depleting without a sales tax

this vendor offers a hatchet

just don't forget to swing and chop at the trees around you 

since money doesn't grow there

even if it's made of paper

the tool now sold, 

it's responsibility and care

is transferred

buyer, buyer beware

feigning ignorance at those who wield it

and he walks away

no questions asked