Poem -

Currents Of Currency

Currents Of Currency

Gray skies
wrapped around
the former majesty
that was Factory City

Weeds breed unrestrained
blasting through
the cracks of forgotten time 

Beauty long ago drained
from our forgotten garden

Strategically abandoned
when the money migrated
to more cost efficient climes 

Generations of worker bees
classified as collateral damage fall out
were systematically erased 

Down trodden victims
of the man made economic drought

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

Today the modern scourge 
has begun to scrub away
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 one time haves 
are rapidly becoming 
the have nots
as the bottom rung
of unwashed masses
finally move up to get their shot

The total global
redistribution of income

Not the class revolution
Marx envisioned
but the financial evolution
of capitalist 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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