If loving how Donald doth rule
Did you worship bullies at school?
The wealth off our backs
Will pool at Goldman Sachs
While you fools and mules are his tool!
Author's Note: It is evident that Mr. t-rump loves profits (even at the expense of the environment). Profits generally flow to the rich, and we expect to see more stratification in our society soon. Look carefully at what he is doing. Blaming immigrants for our troubles, creating distractions, and making sure the rich (he and his buddies) get richer. He has no idea how most of us live and work hard to make an honest living nor does he care.
Catharsis by Evan Sachs
When your heart’s passed the hard part
And made it to the sweet spot
When you beat the box
When you’ve lifted the unliftable rock and been uplifted
The gift you’ve been gifted is called beneficence by the faithful
Far from hateful
It’s being able to breathe…finally!
Something touchy-feely.
Well…you feel a touch
It’s much. much. much. much…
It might even be All.
Goldman Sachs
it's really a question of who has their backs
forgive and forget
dear Heidi, be sure she's working there yet.
I saw him, taller than corn, a high-collared shirt,
and wristy Rolex smile; beguile: the club, deep-dark
low, and drawing in the rich and not so
and then moving from the brewing bar, the jar of late
custom, floated to a sofa, sitting and announced,
”here’s the ladies, come to dance,”
and lacquered whores, employed with fizzy drinks,
circled him like robbers, buy a horse;
And he was hand-made, every detail Sachs, Dior,
light and shade; what silver spade had so fashioned,
I do not know, such a loathsome song of self-love,
and glow?
and later when he left, a monarch rising from his
borrowed throne, I thought perhaps he wasn’t bad,
or wasn’t good, nothing you could finger same, and say
Oh yes, it’s plain!
and he smiled a smile of self- love, not hope, passing me
as I drank; and when he’d gone, I fancied I’d seen the Devil;
or the Devil’s name, holidaying fresh from hell;
and quickly I looked the room; for candle, book and bell;
wondering now if I’d drawn in, his hellish earthly spell.
BP knew on February Thirteenth
Of structural flaws in the well beneath
Goldman Sachs sold its stock
It should come as no shock
The Lord in heaven is grinding his teeth
*Goldman Sachs was the number two contributor to the Obama campaign and
suspicion has surfaced as to why the White House has inadequately monitored
offshore drilling and has been slow to act on stopping the oil spill.
GS sold nearly 60 percent of its BP stock before the April 20th explosion. Coincidence? Insider trading?
Yes I can refuse
to believe the hype
when my core views
keep getting ripe
while you refuse
to halt this swipe.
I bail on this chief,
our puppet speaker,
as my belief
hails me seeker
since this relief
can’t get bleaker.
So, who owns you, sir?
Is it Goldman Sachs?
Does big oil blur
all our attacks?
I must concur
your pride is lax.
This grand distraction
won’t steal my thunder
as your faction
buckles under
civil action
while you wonder.
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