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Reaping the Rap of Mistake

"Decastich" ~Based on the gross pay scale of poverty World based capitalism is illusion Loss doth net the sum, eventually The poor will never reap an inclusion This is a rich get richer delusion ~Wealthy plan assures poverty full-blown Labor for the rich until mind is gone While the rich enjoy their ill gotten stash Take up the truth and prove, the rich eat stone A stone of truth, upon which teeth will gnash ********* For DR Ram And Contest: Dizain

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 9/25/2011 2:37:00 PM

Congratulations on your win in Dr. Ram's "Dizain" contest Moses. Love, Carol

Black Eyed Susan

Date: 9/22/2011 8:34:00 PM

So true John. the rich get richer- and get all the free stuff they don't need, while other people starve. love the way you said this. so powerful. congratulations on your win!

Gwendolen Song

Date: 9/22/2011 8:25:00 PM

Congrats on this winning write, John. You coined it right..the wealthier get richer and the hungry go starving! Best to you as you educate others thru your wise poetry. Gwendolen

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 9/22/2011 5:22:00 PM

Sooo true, John. I wish my PhD sister had the wisdom you impart in this poem. Congratulations on your big win in Dr. Ram's contest. Talking to you is always helpful to me, dear friend. Sometimes I think we are stranded on an island of thought together, speaking only to each other as most don't understand. I see Dr. Ram could join us on that island. So happy for your victory! Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 9/22/2011 10:46:00 AM

Congrats Moses on 2nd place win with dynamic words my friend.. honored to be sharing once again luv..

Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 9/22/2011 6:20:00 AM

Conmgratulations on the win in my contest, John

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 9/9/2011 2:16:00 PM

Enjoyed this poem today and reminds me of a show I watched last night where tv went into a wealthy man's house or mansion and they were showing a rich stash of things and all I could think of were the poor starving people on the globe. I thought to myself what a waste and if I had that kind of money I would not be buying such trivial things like a statue for 500,000 dollars. Utter waste. love phyl