Alice Perfect


How To Confuse Your Handlers - Poem by Alice Perfect

If you think this is not a slave planet
open your eyes and wallet and snooze paper
or at least two out of the three
Slave masters are owners
world powers, currency creators
they extract from their suppliers
giving little back

Is that what YOU do
every time you exchange
your efforts or stuff for MONEY?

by taking from or charging each other
we are play the master's game

Confusion throws everybody off their game
Let's confuse our handlers
by
giving
and
giving
and more and more
give yourshit away
give your talents
give your time
give care
you don't need to worry about
getting
because with god
giving is getting

would you rather
give stuff to your kids
or get stuff from them?

Why does your ego see it that way?

the system crumbles
in a giving economy
and if we're all giving
who needs to be concerned
with getting anything?

Even give unto caesar what is caesar's

and if your brother wants your coat
give him two

that starts the flow of the living water

how about starting with 5% of your time
and talents and resources?

no, this is not just the 'richer' people
they have the least!

it's you
it's we
it's us

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about How To Confuse Your Handlers by Alice Perfect

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/11/2015 8:28:00 PM)


    That starts the flow of the living water is very amazing in sharing definitely shared in wise motive. Interesting sharing...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 11, 2015



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