Poem -

Currents of Currency

Currents of Currency

Currents of Currency 

Gray skies
wrapped around
Factory City

Weeds breed unrestrained

blasting through
the cracks of time 

Beauty long ago drained
from our forgotten garden

Strategically abandoned
when the money migrated
to more cost efficient climes 

Generations of worker bees
collateral damage fall out

Down trodden victims
of the economic draught

Blue collar refugees
from the outsourcing calamity
of the late 20th Century

Today the modern scourge 
of the white collar class

as the money flows
to the sweat shop
cyber linked jobs
of the third world

The leveling effect
of capitalistic greed

Where the haves 
are rapidly becoming 
the have nots

while the bottom rung masses
finally move up
and get their shot

The total global
redistribution of income

Not the class revolution
Marx envisioned

but the financial evolution
of capital history

One group's untimely demise
is another's prosperity

So these nasty weeds
we are currently choking on

on the flip side

are blossoming flowers 
in lands formerly barren 

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