Billionaire Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Billionaire



Billionaire

"First ever billionaire…"
Anchor said:
"…was the known Rockefeller…"

Then he went all around
Talked of wealth and power
And value of dollar…

Much he left, as unsaid
Like Yungas, Road of Death,
And works of prisoners...

Rockefeller and his Co.
Millionaires, billionaires
That sit on blood-wealth
Never care for people,
Are leeches, vampires.

They do not see our lives
Unless to suck blood.

They collect, pile money
By abuse, slaving
And use it to purchase
The top seats of power.

Having laws and the guns
And the labs and the malls
Lets them call: "Criminals! "
Whoever keeps outside.

So, order and dictate
To their men as soldiers:
"Use the tanks and drones
And planes, go and bomb! "

"Death Road" in Coroico
Built by the Paraguayans
Caught from Chaco-war
Rockefeller-Royal Shell's,
Picture these mosquitoes!

Sunday, March 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: wealthy
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