James Fraser Poet Rhyme

Saved By Angels and Unicorns

The ghetto's, estates
Of this corporate world
The profits they make
Stomach's churl

Posh offices
Limousine rides
They take each day
In their strides

Weapons are sold
To kill our troops
Friendly fire 
Technology scoop

Bankers bonus's
Like third world debt
In boardroom discussions
All preset

Fuel prices
Electricity
Can be taken from nature
Greed's simplicity

Then there came a day
It was their fantasy no more
Countries in turmoil
Financial war

From out of this world
To save the new born
Our future 
Saved by Angels and Unicorns



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Gareth Heslop September 8, 2009 at 2:39 PM i wish to be immersed into this new world...where kindness and passion isn't ignored....thanks for all your comments and sorry for the delay in replying....grrth

Jayne Eggins September 6, 2009 at 5:06 AM I will write some more unicorns and angels James LOL see what we can do ... another awesome write .. Love Jayne

Carolyn Devonshire September 2, 2009 at 5:42 PM I hope to see those "angels and unicorns" work their magic and help our world economy recover. Very insightful write, James! Love you, Carolyn

Eleanore Bourner September 2, 2009 at 2:44 PM interesting, but it somehow is humorous. GO UNICORNS!!! :P :D Ell

Sara Kendrick August 30, 2009 at 4:37 AM Interesting read. There is some truth here. Keep writing. Sara