His brother was sent to fight a war,
and god knows if that was to hedge
his intellect and trade horses
to guard the toxic portfolios
of the now belly-up financial behemoths.
He didn’t have cyclopean eyes
and lost his house, job, family,
and the faith of common man
who wouldn’t raise an eyebrow
in paying from their pockets
for a bleeding struggle in the name of god.
Did he invent capitalism, or the greed?
Copyright © 2008, Debashish Haar
Little Boxes by Pete Seeger
Regis
Be always safe,
Karen