The Rites of Business

When one hits pay-dirt How far can this go The thrill in success is habit forming Success becoming currency of the day’s blo' Materialism playing a heavy hand as judgment With minions waiting to join in Groping for a share... a nibble Crumbs from a well stocked table thin Success breeding honey pots Of opportunity to crowds waiting... To fill the known orchards Supplying needed and peripheral ingredients baiting To whatever the market will handle Sales and profits bloat to extremes So did live fluctuations... Demands creating room for re-supply schemes May the best man supply Even to excess if the profits allow for it Sales for the sake of a sale Profit gleaning until limits reached fit Then at limits, belt tightening occurs Competition gets misty May the best men rule the day Profits shrink tighter around honey pots risky Profits looking for further supports Even to cutting corners. ___*___ Not my loss Parts turn on parts Inner competitions flare Consolidating looks for more glory from past days starts The wolves come out from hiding Killing off the timid lazy Then rid the thieves and easy prey Even vampires come under attacks… crazy Leaving nepotism’s standing for last Favorites then Cronies being the last to go Leaving bare bones to be picked How institutions set up for feeding know Scraping bones so well. ___*___ And if basics do not hold Mergers and buyouts occur Around tight consolidations Who the most fierce holding on were... The home boys Nodules that remain for the last pickings While new frontiers are found by settlers Looking for repeats ticking So do infections thrive Growing, expanding, then deflate Around the industries of old Scraping perimeters for new that rate Even waking the dead Making sure all graves are kept clean And the entrepreneurs, partners, families, friends, fill the landscapes of America Sharing in the profits with outside family and friends teamed And when families weren’t enough Questions abound looking for stragglers What about strangers of the same fold For profit remains for the king’s own hagglers The nest squeezers always looking for more As more is the king So why not groups of those seeking more To invest supplying financing lubrication's bling To oil the gears of business Hands in the till just for investing A new game in town As Nature itself came under siege resting With conscience, ethics, and fair play Finally put to bed. ___*___ Investing vendors joining the parties Institutions grow as supporting investors With nothing but money to fill in needed pockets No talent and little time outside stock report requestors Getting stronger over time So strong, they become the last to leave Shorts picking up their profits At closing time retrieve. ___*___ So did, so does business prosper With labor and resources getting the bill Because after all it is a variable cost In wages and benefits still Find the best... cheapest employees The market will hold For wealth minds not sharing For a little while bold. The games the thing And the toys the prize Equal to dreams and comforts While man’s true meaning lies… Well, it remains in there folded, somewhere Always worth a few pence at the end The shill, bleeding heart excuses, and guilty conscience Always worth more dimes and nickles mend So does modern business prosper Until all gray grounds are used up.