Alice Perfect


Who Owns This Planet? - Poem by Alice Perfect

if you think you're the owner,
the trick is on you
fail to pay the extortioners
they'll put you in the zoo-
cage

it seems to me, who kneels to these thugs
the owners have no interest in kindness,
certainly no hugs

they love our capital
and what we earn
they steal so much
and we don't discern

Feudal lords they are
the central banks
for all our problems
to them we can thank

Topic(s) of this poem: money


Comments about Who Owns This Planet? by Alice Perfect

  • Brian Mayo (11/8/2015 10:55:00 AM)


    Hug A Banker- -they have stealings, too.
    I mean, feelings.
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  • Kelly Kurt (11/8/2015 2:26:00 AM)


    A deep and wise poem. Thanks, Mr. A (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/8/2015 12:16:00 AM)


    You have carefully observed modern time as money laundering and cheat-fund activities are growing at the rate as per various reports of many media houses. A thought provoking sharing really.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 7, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 8, 2015


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