Greed Allotments

Upon the transit city streets Where all the faces seldom meet and hands are seldom held in greet as ears and eyes avoid hungers reek Who clamors for the hungry born? While food is stuffed in fattened heads delivered from thoughts of those unfed while on the corner just up ahead a man sits, weary, worn… Corporations greedy towers Counting coup and gaining power Diamonds on their loved ones shower Thousand dollar suits empower Who offers hope for poor’s new born? Unpaid a worthy wage to each their monthly bills in hope to meet Body hungry, so kids can eat A man sits, weary, worn… Fists clasping hold to wallets tight Gathering things, their given right Reaching always for richer heights Employees grieve, though not in sight Who suffers, man, poor wages born? When unattained, money sought Though fair wages are clearly bought a paycheck, cashed, is stretched too taunt A man sits, weary, worn… Hiding funds in a foreign land Tax evasions rape sovereign sand Lobbying to hold the wealthy hand Meager sums paid retirement plans Greed begets the poor wages born while feet get wet for need of shoes Though they smile, hearts sing the blues When second job hopes come unglued A man sits, weary, torn… On 08/31/14 I declared this 4 day undertaking completed. I’ve tweaked to the best of my ability. The rhyme scheme was not the challenge, it was the meter I found hard to follow through in each verse. Not anywhere near what I consider the best of my scribbles but here it is !!