Cha Ching
Cha Ching
Trade and sell is the American dream.
Is this slogan only for the crème de la cream?
Tough and troubling decisions lay at the common man’s feet.
Wise and wicked minds waver, balance and fight to compete.
Equal the system because the rich and the poor
is going to result in the end event- war.
Ask Ron Artest how his day in Detroit was?
A man just being true to his own blood rush.
He beat a man down to fight the fan’s fuss.
Pumping his muscles because he had quite enough.
Money had nothing to do with his needs.
He started fighting for what he believed.
Celebrities, stars, live the life of the rich and the famous.
These stories just keep getting more and more heinous.
While, corporate criminals hide their assets in the Caymans.
TV just gave a million a show to one man named Raymond.
$33,000 for one minute on a half hour sitcom?
$.12 a minute- minimum wage is most debtly wrong.
Money opens the door to the way of the world.
For the lucky have names like Christian Dior.
Wonderful wishes and necessary needs,
Meet where the young and old often concede.
Spirited people choose to find balance.
Chances and choices emerge from the challenge.
Children of all nations need food and clothes.
Their mothers need a chance for their lives to unfold.
Taken from the hungry and poor simple people,
All that they want is to earn their own staple.
Corporations with greed try to but cannot hide,
From those who believe in themselves and have pride.
America are you Babylon reborn?
The rest of the world still seems war torn.
Problems evolving and plaguing the Nation.
George W. Bush believes in war instead of cessation.
Is it money he sees flowing in oil?
Is it because the U.S. lacks it in its own soil?
People, educate yourself from the masses.
Remember the words of the biblical passages.
Babylon rose with lust and greedy desire.
America this seems like the life you acquire.
Greed and deceit, is it the American dream?
The powers that be is still the crème de la cream.
Do you hear the ching ching of slot machines?
Or do you hear pennies drop while young children scream?
As the numbers get larger the words multiply.
Maybe this is the ultimate reason for such massive lies.
Hundreds and thousands of dollars drown common sense.
Are you a person still willing to sit on the fence?
People with money act like they have certain rights.
The cost of their thinking does not make them bright.
When poor people are constantly beat,
They will tear down the nice and the neat.
Money is here and money is gone.
My mind keeps questioning what on earth has gone wrong.
Wonder why poor people can’t make the grade.
While the rich people complain about lack of shade.
Ignorance is tool for those who have bliss.
Information is the only thing that’s amiss.
Comfortable society doesn’t mess with numbers.
It is these folk who choose to slumber.
Warmth, wisdom and knowledge,
Adding two plus two does not require college.
Complacency is not for the meek.
The true and the strong will build upon what we speak.
This poem was written by Kim Richardson on Oct 16, 2006.
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amen