Economy Poem by Patti Masterman
Economy
The roiling stars
The face of time, must cross
From where we are
Upon this planet, tossed.
Inflations speed,
A train that none can stop;
No human deed
Could change that cosmic clock.
Our satellite,
This earthly nursery
Is bathed with light-
For there's no usury,
No tax, no fee,
To dwell upon the Earth;
Economy
Has given us our birth.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
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