Washington's Tomb

Unheeded the warning

To not take to leading

An empire fleeting

Succeeded in meeting

A global trade quota

In breeding consumers

Like coca and cola

Place orders for new world

Disorderlies

Bordering

Neighbors in anger

Like free-raiding slavers

The ones who engrave

Condemnations

On strangers

Enflaming the tensions

Like Union secessions

Reclaiming your pensions

Like dispossessed peasants

Then pleasantly selling you

Greater Depressions

Inflating the price

Of each stock

Market crashed

As they’re harkening back

To the Gilded Age past

Mistakes made

By the master class

Fascist gas mask

Clasping racist ace cards

In their draft-dodging grasp

And enrapturing masses

Like pastors on acid

As faster the natural disasters

Leave gasping

The aftermath zeros

To sift through the trash heap

As scraps keep providing them

Something to eat

And that “just so it” psyche

No shoes on their feet

To compete in a race

To the top

Of the bottom

To watch it all topple

Like Hillary Rodham

Back down to this limitless growth

Swinging rope

And a hope and change slogan

In some brighter future

Where data-brain-drainers

Collude with polluters

And looters

To root out the suitable

Next active shooter

As losers keep playing

To win

Movin’ in

To the city

Of opportune sin

Get some skin in the game

Make a name

For your lack of fame

Minimum wage

And escape from the cage

That was sub-standard living

Conditions before

The New World Bank

Salvation

Uplifted the poor

With more freedom to choose

Than a grocery store

How to rot the core

Of this for-prophet war

Against forces that still

“Have-not”

Settled the score