Fireworks

Fireworks around the globe
Each a brilliant display
Marking end of one calendar,
Another New Years Day
Will this be the year 
the rich decide to give
A little of what they have
To help the poor to live
Fill the empty mansions
 relieve the constant stres
For least some those on
The streets and homeless

Will tax avoidance reduce
As they decide it’s only fair
The super rich contribute
Their proportionate share
Voluntarily decide to
Do their good deed 
So less may exist
In poverty and need.
The world settles down
To a stable lasting peace
As across the whole globe
All conflicts finally cease

The hawk defeated 
By the dove
As dreamers dream
And lovers love
Will it also be the year
Pigs, unaided, learn to fly
Politicians rule without 
The need to cheat and lie
No I suspect that things 
Will  stay just the same
More losers than winners in
The fight for survival game
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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January 9, 2024 at 9:04 AM
A sad but true prediction. Your humour stopped it being a crying matter Terry, but it is a pitiful state of affairs isn't it? We are so lucky to maintain the status quo. Wow just imagine the droppings on our washing on the clothesline if those pigs could fly !!!! Loved your poem .. Happy New Year from Wen
Ireland Avatar
January 10, 2024 at 12:27 AM
We can only hope Wen. Thanks
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