The door closes on mayhem.
HAY! ! ! back again. [same].
Talking to the bum outside, with
the sign REPENT SINNERS.
Yea, : Golden Calf Oscar time', he said.
Idol worshippers, star desciples.
[well them crazies] Good wine.
Aids all over Africa, like Noah's flood.
[another] thirsty, long day. Plastic money,
Poor spending plastic money.
Poor walking around, mothers need milk money.
[just make more] NOT RIGHT, something wrong.
Bum said BABYLON THE GREAT, H-wood,
riding on the gamers industry. [milk the poor,
nothing changes]. One more, got to find work.
Layed off like the rest, Banker- Limo said,
mortgage overdue. **Tent city hear I come**.
Hears the plastic card monry for the bill.
hope it pays, [ increse limit thats all.]
Next time, [ FOLLOW LINE TO DOOR ].
REPENT SINNERS, bums still here.
2/25/2010 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
Humane blend and touch of love Ooohing Thanks Sir…why it doesn’t stir slothful idiot politicians / civil society persons 10+ Ms. Nivedita UK
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done Joe, this reminds me an old song of Rustom Fella Cutty 'Money good Oh! MONEY GOOD'.