I am here to invest,
I am not worried about the rest,
I know it is a test,
It is not a jest,
It is also not a game of chess,
I don't know if it is everlast,
It is also a game of trust,
I don't know when it will burst,
As if it is a must,
I know it was a blast,
If I can only form a fleet,
Then, where is my seat,
Is that how you treat,
Burning enough sweat,
I did not wander around the street,
For another retreat.
I’m Face-Timing with my Grandmère, we touch-base once a week. I love that face, wrinkled, like wind-weathered driftwood, and she’s a wag. “Are you familiar with the ECB?” She asks.
I wince at this odd turn in conversation, “Not REALLY,” I say, searching my mental index of useless facts and cross-matching those with her interests, “the European Central Bank?” I reply. “Oui.” she says.
“Let’s see,” I begin in a bored voice, “Inflation – transitory or persistent?” I say, in my best TV news-reader voice. “No,” I chuckle, “Not really, I have REAL, boring-things I’m learning about.”
“You’ll need to - one day,” she says, like a tarot reading oracle.
“I can’t imagine why.” I said. “I’m writing a few sentences about you!” I interject, to both change the subject and see what she says. She’s the only one in the family who knows I write.
“Oh,” she sighs, “Am I young, immoral and reckless?”
“Yes, you ARE,” I assure her, “you’re the worst.”
“Good," she confides, “I miss those days.”
.
Marriam Webster: a wag is a clever person prone to joking
First we had ‘Pennies from Heaven’
Then it was the ‘March of Dimes’
Now the Tooth Fairy leaves five dollars
Inflation improves life over time
If I were to just pray to God to love you;
Would He grant me my receipt?
If I called upon Him spiritually;
Would He tell you I’m for you?
Now formally, arising at truths;
You’re my queen a love I share with only Him
You’re more valuable than monies, rubies gold and gems
my LOVE for U is Spiritually NOT monetary
2/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
When production is at an all time high,
but the few who are employed are struggling to get by,
because purchasing power has taken a rapid descent,
Everything Soon Stops, no more working system.
We are all currently headed in that direction,
the inevitable collapse of the monetary system,
not just in my country, but all of the world's nations,
who continue to enforce this failed antiquated system.
This will not require the overthrow of any government.
Just leave it alone and continue being complacent,
and it will overthrow itself in the end.
The transition can be either peaceful or violent,
but if we are to make a peaceful transition,
we must all begin some immediate planning,
because I can see this all very likely happening,
within the time frame of the present generation.
Sweltering Monetary Slump
Torrid atmosphere
Spent as a humorless mock
Bare heat funds replete
Sunshine Williams
Single life
Unto transaction
Shredded Wheat
Fine-line
Love is hard, sticky like glue
Money grows, money saves
Ellis Dauwalt
Living until 35
Untie my knots, specialist, heave-ho!
I proclaim you of value
Not because you possess me
But because I am the symbol
Of your imagined needs
From the world
If you don't have me in your life
You will suffer
If you have me in your life
You will look on others who don't
Watch them die
And you will suffer
Believe in me
Cherish the freedom
Only I can give you
Fix your gaze on me
And never look away
I am your only hope
For a just and better world
This bank
took all I had,
everything stated supposed to be free;
why are these fees posted constantly
lately?
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