Bankrupt Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bankrupt



Flags, pennants, balloons, all waving blank pleas
to passers-by, no one interested, no one buying -
there's just no money to spend except on dire
necessities of life.

Government officials have bankrupted the public,
yet continue to get paid and buy things for them-
selves and their families.

No guilt being expended on their parts for anyone
else, as our citizens of the U.S.A. become like
their third world counterparts.

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