Mason Maestro


Gold Sound - Poem by Mason Maestro

Go back to those gold sounds
Keep the advent to one self
Cause it's nothing, not something
From a crisis or the zombie's spare change?
Banking central, so essential?
It has a nice ring - from a mint like that

That is not the major flaw
When it can rise up in the falling rain
If it can stay aground
With its knuckles ground down
Weapon's found in the gold sound
It has a nice ring - from a mint like that

Bear and Bull in the August sun
Drunken initiative is fun
The kind of markets the cronies like
Because they're empty, the tank's empty
You can never quarantine the math
It has a nice ring - from a mint like that

Topic(s) of this poem: gold, money


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 2, 2016

Poem Edited: Friday, June 3, 2016


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