Flowing like raw sewage in the gutter Becomes the opulance of your success The gated walls on your hilltops shutter Out any sight the very souls you oppress
What is born from privilege will always rest When more work needs to be done for others So many struggle to survive their best Downwind from your fire a smoke smothers
Somehow always the rich will gain in wealth Carelessly grows the weeds of Olympus Stench of poverty is not very stealth In the air chawers some catawampous
Unguided ungracious acts of meanness Make for many a poor life meaningless
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Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
...". Catawampous means fierce, destructive. (like the call of a catamount) 1844, Charles Dickens, The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit, Chapter 21: There air some catawampous chawers in the small way too, as graze upon a human pretty strong; but don't mind them, they're company.
AhyraAdelaide, South Australia AustraliaMay 15, 2012
Nice to read Yankee4u, thank you for sharing this
CloudySkyMoreno Valley, California USAMay 15, 2012
Nicely portrayed, Yankee. It does seem like the rich continue to prosper from the work of those that struggle. I must say though, I would rather struggle than to sit by and watch others without lending a hand. Enjoyed this very much.
Maxeen_1YORK, North Yorkshire, England UKMay 15, 2012
Hi Yankee powerfully written really excellent.write ( in these times more so this seems to be the way -Sadly- (BUT "Something has to give)for sanity's sake surely - for its ....beyond insane. Flowing like raw sewage in the gutter Becomes the opulence of your success The gated walls on your hilltops shutter Out any sight the very souls you oppress ~~~~~~
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( in these times more so this seems to be the way -Sadly-
(BUT "Something has to give)for sanity's sake surely -
for its ....beyond insane.
Flowing like raw sewage in the gutter
Becomes the opulence of your success
The gated walls on your hilltops shutter
Out any sight the very souls you oppress
~~~~~~
love your poem