Rhip
R.H.I.P.
(insider trading)
Written: by Miracle Man
3’20/2020
Our minds are assaulted daily by political tune,
by infiltrating our minds with the same tired old song.
Consolidated thinking they attempt to attune,
by promising voters "stuff" their careers they prolong.
With insider information they make stock trades,
information that others aren't privileged to know.
Nothing being black and white but in varying shades,
they feast on corrupted vittles, while observing wealth grow.
Politicos think voters, insignificant squirts,
Insider trading is unlawful and a rejection.
While they got richer, many others have lost their shirts,
so for those of privilege let’s make an exception.
“We hang the petty thieves,
and appoint the great ones to public office.”
Aesop
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2020
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