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I have a great idea. 

Do you know all of these 
big business fat cats, 
roaming around in their 
two thousand, three or 
even maybe five thousand 
tailor made suits? 

I think what they SHOULD do 
instead of wasting their money, 
throwing it away to gigantic corporations, 
that, in my mind, 
think they don't need, 
try what is best to the world, 
is write an enormous check 
and send it to places, 
like Ethiopia, or even Africa. 

Why is it that 
they can't think, 
before they throw away? 

Are they so stupid and blind 
to the point, 
that they can't think, 
with their pea-sized brains, 
that places like this 
don't exist on this Earth? 

I would like to walk up to them, 
slap them upside their fat heads 
and scream out, 
"Are you stupid? 
Why do you have to waste money, 
that can be spent on something a little more important, 
than something that truly is not?" 

"Why not sit down 
and write a big fat check, 
to those whom desperately need it the most?" 

"There are people that are starving 
in this world, 
that could, no, would love 
to have the money that you idiots have." 

"Why can't you sit back 
and think of what you are doing?" 

I wouldn't even wait for an explanation 
or an answer. 

I know they don't give a living crap 
about what truly is going on around them. 

So, my honest advice to those 
that waste is..... 
Think, before you throw away. 

Stop living with your eyes tightly closed shut. 

Give to those, 
who can really use what you 
throw away. 

Copyright © Cynthia Jones 
Mar.15/2008 

I know this isn't poetry. I guess you could call it a rant. I was watching a documentary and had to write this. It irritates me to no end, to know how much money these people waste.

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