Arlene is an active retired educator and a member of The Peace River Center for Writers at Edison College. Many of her poems have been published. I felt this on was worth sharing with you.

Bail out, bail out,
We can hear the cry,
As pa's liqour board
is teaching,"hello",
Thanks and good bye".
$173,000 they're
willing to spend,
As they train the
salesman to be a friend.
Lots of booze,
must be sold ,
for a profit
to unfold.
But the liquor will
sell in these times
of desperation,
As young and old alike
show many signs
of "stresssation".
Many businesses are
crying for bail out.
"When will it stop?"
The tax payers shout.
We're grasping at straw.
In an attempt tp breathe.
Will it soon be over,
or for years must we grieve?
The loss of jobs, cars
and homes is alarming
but at signing time,
the loans sounded so chatrming.
We're swept up in greed
and desperate desire to succeed.
In recession, is it time
for our shuttle to fly ,
As we sadly watch our
rich economy die?
Obama promised change
and we need that, it's true .
We must pray for Gods help,
so we'll learn what to do.

By, Arlene S. Kincaid