Proposed Developement
Let's take stock of the situation
appraise the status of this nation
compile data that shows its worth
to determine if we need rebirth.
Let's talk numbers, name of the game
comparative market data points to the same
down the toilet to municipal sewers
the empty nesters want something newer.
It would seem our agency has come undone
continually educated by those more dumb
than the self governing of our organization
by those who have no clue as to cooperation.
Mortgaging our properties
until the balance of our cash bleeds
all in the name of stable markets
too thick to realize we are the targets.
Debt ratios grow higher and higher
while our flag burns in raging fire
amortized over 25 years
convinces us we have no fear?
Bankers, Lawyers, all want in
to take advantage of your hard won grin
deed transferred into your name
oh no dear one, the bank's laid claim.
To your home and too your life,
to your children's future strife
it's feast or famine, that's our way
always will be, since we've no say.
Proposed development proposes gain
for them, not you! Same mistake again
They rape our land and plot it off
with your tax dollars, at your cost.
Survey indicates the value is there
to pad their pockets and coif their hair
while you work to pay the debt
oh just wait, it gets better yet!
You've been told you have insurance
to get you through those troubled torrents
that rain down with economies
but your title is burning, don't you see,
The chance that you will qualify
goes way up if you die
but until then you have to pay
if you can move than you can slave.
Listing all the woes of life
Brokering our toil, our strife
Placing bets on who will make it
Let me sell your house
before they take it.
Oh Karin...what a rant you pulled from me today when you asked us to take a trade, and use its "tools" to pump up our poetry. Can't wait to see what the rest of the dVersePoets crew pull from their pens for this one! Come on over, say thanks to @ManicDDaily for busting out such an awesome prompt...and add your own! It's time for Poetics, dear poets...let's get our words on.
appraise the status of this nation
compile data that shows its worth
to determine if we need rebirth.
Let's talk numbers, name of the game
comparative market data points to the same
down the toilet to municipal sewers
the empty nesters want something newer.
It would seem our agency has come undone
continually educated by those more dumb
than the self governing of our organization
by those who have no clue as to cooperation.
Mortgaging our properties
until the balance of our cash bleeds
all in the name of stable markets
too thick to realize we are the targets.
Debt ratios grow higher and higher
while our flag burns in raging fire
amortized over 25 years
convinces us we have no fear?
Bankers, Lawyers, all want in
to take advantage of your hard won grin
deed transferred into your name
oh no dear one, the bank's laid claim.
To your home and too your life,
to your children's future strife
it's feast or famine, that's our way
always will be, since we've no say.
Proposed development proposes gain
for them, not you! Same mistake again
They rape our land and plot it off
with your tax dollars, at your cost.
Survey indicates the value is there
to pad their pockets and coif their hair
while you work to pay the debt
oh just wait, it gets better yet!
You've been told you have insurance
to get you through those troubled torrents
that rain down with economies
but your title is burning, don't you see,
The chance that you will qualify
goes way up if you die
but until then you have to pay
if you can move than you can slave.
Listing all the woes of life
Brokering our toil, our strife
Placing bets on who will make it
Let me sell your house
before they take it.
Oh Karin...what a rant you pulled from me today when you asked us to take a trade, and use its "tools" to pump up our poetry. Can't wait to see what the rest of the dVersePoets crew pull from their pens for this one! Come on over, say thanks to @ManicDDaily for busting out such an awesome prompt...and add your own! It's time for Poetics, dear poets...let's get our words on.
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until the balance of our cash bleeds
all in the name of stable markets
too thick to realize we are the targets....ouch....and banks taken the house, didn't anyone notice...nah facebook's on the market so things must be good...you rocked the the prompt lady now go record this so i can hear it...smiles.
The last thing we need is the opportunity to provide a more equal worldly stage than have it hijacked by some sly fox like Bill Gates or one of his paid cronies.
The occupy movement has been bought as has Anonymous
But wonderful rhymes and flow and very strong verbs! (As well as sentiments, but the verbs help, I think, with short strong lines. )
You have bit of statistician going on here== analyst/actuary-- and combine it with such a righteousness and anger that works really well. From actuary to actual. Well done.
At one point you use a "you" where I think you meant "your" - deed transferred into you name--
My favorite part actually is about the life insurance! k.
Nice rant, Tash!
Don't get me started!
It's the same all over now though, the world is not so slowly going down the pan from under the weight of all it's corporate greed and love of money.
Yes, you were smoking!
Great slogan. I believe though in the greatness of a country, how can you not? Run for office Tashtoo!
I think if you had a bit of time to finish it up and get all the rhymes working you could have a really powerful advocacy piece to speak to the state of the Western world at the moment.
Awesome...