Short Moneyed Poems

For all the tolls of the war dead,
for those who starve for bread,
for persecuted martyrs dying in the Lord,
for young and old victims of domestic discord,
I live in grief and sleep in gnashes,
yet, children born are hope for humanity's masses,
precious Jesus, You know many are not moneyed,
though small alms in Your eyes are honeyed. ~...

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Five vow to be corporate wench
To twist votes with their monkey wrench
The freed business fist
Full of money--they've kissed!
Gives Robert's court bench quite a stench

Moneyed pigs love this press release
Their chunks of great wealth must increase!
These skunks gorge and snort
Their ads—thanks Supreme Court— 
Are greed that’s been freed and won’t cease...

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On my street there are many MacMansions
Full of stuff but not many grandsons
No pets with dirty feet
Just black balance sheets
And morality they have abandoned.

These nouveau riche Ole moneyed Scrooges 
Have dinner talk of subterfuges
The poor they abhor
Not a tear on that score
No mangers please, they’ll take cruises.

No room in the Inn “Oh my what a sin”
Said the bankers foreclosing within
No bed for the King?
The streets just the thing 
Perhaps the liberals will let Him in?...

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