For Kk Poem by RIC BASTASA

they call her genius
because she makes a lot of money
without having to exert
any effort, she plays with time
as though time is a
pet dog,
she uses a few words to
enforce her commandments of
greed

and what is surprising is this:
the robots
her slaves obey without question
reaping the fruits of
effortless greed
and offering all of these
in her tray of
luxury,

we who earned each penny
with honesty
do not watch her with envy
neither do we pray
for her eventual debris

we pity her well
for
at the end
her destiny is
hell...