Tricky Markets Poem by Sandra Feldman

Tricky Markets



Can't win, it's always been,
Thieves surveying Thieves,
No matter how you turn it,
Or what you call it,
Socialism, capitalism,
It is a dirty game,
We're losers all the same,
The only thing,
That sometimes changes
Is the trickster's name.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: economy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eugene Levich 22 September 2016

You couldn't be referring to America's two presidential candidates, could you?

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Kim Barney 21 September 2016

Very nice poem, and so true. Thieves, indeed.

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