Defer The Deadline Poem by Mike Abel

Greedy heads spawned evil tricks,
That spread financial drought.
Austerity is the song and fix,
If that fails, there's always bailout.

The old are going, the young emerge.
Now lifestyles reach profane.
Tomorrows hope is dirge or splurge,
Today is survivals domain.

The crescent moon is now in spring,
The few hold millions ransom.
The goal is still a lethal sting,
To end Israeli's anthem.

To hold the lease of black and white.
Now that's the pandas mission.
The hammer bear hides a stealthy fight,
As it proxies mushroom ambition.

Capitol Hill stays strong, not shriveled.
Guarding the moon and liberty.
Its godly heart is slowly chiseled;
By soothing, smart expediency.

So where sit you in all of this?
Is it just another headline?
Are we headed to a dreadful abyss?
Will your voice defer the deadline?