I Am Quite Valuable Poem by Mark B

I am quite valuable

In a time when your wealth is your measure.

The house you live in, worth more than you are.

The Ferrari you buy has a space for the bag of heads needed to afford it.

Your credit rating more important than your education.

Your position more important than your country of origin.

When assertiveness is lightly veiled threats of murder.

When nothing you do pays the rent.

Where you are judged as to suitability on securing an unobtainable income.

A time when even the most foul can make the rules with wealth.

A time when you don't have the credit for your own experiences.



I protest that without any of the above, my Master's level education remains more than a case of opposing thumbs.

After all, it's top 4%, when millions can't read or add up.



MB 07/06/12