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Avarice: The Inexorable

Michael Marchese

By Michael Brandon MarchesePublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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I take from the rich

And I give

To the richer

Grow money trees

And then watch the world wither

I've slithered

In gardens of green

Dripping red

With a purity hood

Draping over my head

I have poisoned the fountain

Of youth

To retain

My control of this endless

Monopoly game

As my capital gains

A skyscraper a day

To the skyrocket stock market

Locke's do I pray

Upon all to be blessed

With a lavish excess

But succession of kings

My investment incest

To breed wealthier nations

Uncommon in man

Through unhealthier rations'

Invisible Hand

Do I muppet the mouths

And harp on the heartstrings

As I tug on the chains

Of the slaves

Freedom rings

And that fat bitch can sing

All she wants

I will cling

To this power

With eagle-lied,

Vulture talons

I devour

The will

And then kill the bills

Billing

Blood that I spill

With impunity

Robbery,

Poverty

Property

I am the law

There is no order stopping me

No cherry topping me

No master forces endorsed

Are out-shopping me

Spending spree

On the lost souls

Now to bending knee

Fall

And enthrall in the terror

Of my urban sprawl

Making maggots of masses'

Automaton dreams

Into my gilded ages'

New pyramid schemes

You can call me a liar

Truth is

No concern

To the one who reigns fire

With oil to burn

Down upon the deniers

Until they all learn

I'll recruit body bags

To preach life to the choir

And when the screen lags

Train these dogs to play dead,

Lay their own on a wire

In so doing shred

The carnage they desire

So I can play God

And with demons conspire

A masterful plan

To command the economy

Zombie hive mind

Get in line

For lobotomy

My progeny multiply to consume

And consume

And consume

'Till the fucking last fume

Dissipates into space

The good fortunes of Earth

All amounting to waste

With the mother who nurtured you

Raped and disgraced

The four steeds of Apocalypse

Nothing but paste

For I win every time

I with you

Humans race

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