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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required profit of lost souls In the profit of lost souls A twenty first century global order where paper trails all but disappear and trade moves at light speed through Complex numbers and feedback loops of uncertainty in a blink of an eye companies can die and where nothing seems real at all Fresh out of college with their MBA’s young mathematicians quantify risks in calculus of the mind of binary systems of information hedging and shifting derivatives of machine driven numbers made mad Of exploiters predators and prey of slipping shads and profits in disguise shock doctrines of deceptions and decay Through the lucid shadows of terminology at their device conditioned minds do their bid market schemes of house of cards in halls of mirrors and disguise where transparency there is none Where interests bleed the wire bare leaving children with sunken stares in the aristocracy of our times when king midis plays Nero’s fiddle to the burning flames of creative destruction Metaphors of lust where hungry ghosts turn to dust short term gains with blinders on the bottom line cement forests over and destroy our earthly seeds to darken that which wasn’t dark turning living clay into warm decay In endless glut for licking lips reside in boss tweeds barbarity of austerity proclaiming ideas of progress with myths of markets amidst the wounded fauns To those nickel and dimed left stranded condemned to prisons of grime where whistle blowers don’t dare and corruption lies bare commodified amidst the pillars of plutocracies with greasy palms and open pockets Supply sided for the wealth of nations where Keynesian's are all but dead amidst the profit of lost souls
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