Global Economic Recession: A Hyperbole Poem by Antonio Liao

poison me my dear, leave me alone, push me
to the bottom of the sea, where only my dream
could see my despair of knowing what happen
to me

guide me not to where I go, touch me not to
hold you till the day will end in your loving
arm I stay, hug me to close so that all my
worries would leave my heart in vain

the world hate me so cruel, my friends have just
leave me alone, though some hand me so
gently, while other loose my body slowly, far a way
where should I stay when, I know that all will just
come so quickly and kiss my heart with out
a do, there I lay down my hand and in a quietly
distance I whisper and laid closing my eyes to
say good bye

bail out plan, the charity one make no sense, the
stimulus packages would not even change my
pocket to open as I stand, in every day's plan, I
wonder the reason why my happiness has gone
hardly finds my eyes close, I am at mess

what makes me today is the not the meaning of
my existence, so artificial maybe some makes a
game plan, all is a waste of nothing to confess,
I just pray that they will be my guest in my table
when come

oh! please, hope will not be disturbed but you will
be then see, what you do would affect all humanity,
why? everything will be affected where only few likes
to be, in the business world every body has to
be free

time will come where everyday will be happy, you the
loser losses your face so empty, for the Lord God
will always be glad and finds its way, picking like
flower and smell its fragrances all I can sense in a
distain place where I used to be

it’s a time I like to eat the fruit that once enjoyed, the
labored always knew the abundance that I kept in
my soul renew, and come to fell the day of tomorrow
that there’ll come a time when all will be new and as
the world will stand beneath, the morning sun and
shadow of the problem
will be gone......