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Bleeding Sons of Lucre

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Bleeding Sons of Lucre

Bleeding Sons of Lucre



Happy Mother’s beam is the Bank;
We lean on cash, our Father’s flank.

In search of it others eschew grime
For easy “one” by committing crime.

(This is Poetry; this is not a Sermon
I’ll not recur on cursing mammon!)

Oily hands stretched for reception
To that you give without deception...

Is “clean” money not so “laundered”
That can be peacefully squandered!


JM

31st Oct’ 2013

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  1. Date: 11/1/2013 1:09:00 PM
    I had to look up the definitions for "lucre" and "mammon" so thanks for expanding my vocabulary, JM! Awesome poem, and great use of those words. Enjoyed it very much; kudos! :)

    Matose Avatar Joseph Matose
    Date: 11/1/2013 1:12:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Friend! Thanks for the awesome comment. EVER CHERISHED. FRIEND,JM
  1. Date: 11/1/2013 12:15:00 PM
    I agree with our lovely friend Anne Lise Andresen. Loved always, bl

    Matose Avatar Joseph Matose
    Date: 11/1/2013 1:01:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    BL, THANKS MAN FOR THE VISIT & COMMENT. I APPRECIATE SO MUCH. FRIEND, JM
  1. Date: 11/1/2013 3:31:00 AM
    - Money is not happiness ..... well written, Joseph. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

    Matose Avatar Joseph Matose
    Date: 11/1/2013 8:28:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Hie, Anne. Thanks for the visit. I concur...it is not.... happiness. I found mine in poetry soup and in friends such as YOU! Friend, JM