Strange business is afoot.
Follow the tracks left in the mud
as business as usual
becomes extinct
and fascist species infiltrate
the dinosaurs of capitalism
overrun and underfed
by monopolistic greed
run amok among the weeds,
the only thing that grows
in our overheated world.
The dinosaurs no longer dominate
the scene where freedom grew
like tall palms shading the weak.
The middle class world we knew
fades with dinosaur’s rule,
dinosaurs who forgot the rules,
or remembering stopped defending
what fueled their gains;
the undergrowth and seeds of change,
which made workers strong enough to fight
and hold in place a workable life.
The economy thins and the world spins,
wobbling on its axis,
afraid to embrace the taxes
on those weightier owners of capital
weighing workers down,
until the world drowns
under oceans of debt
for all but the one percent.
The middle class once stabilized
the drift of borders and axis tilts.
The middle class alone can stop
the spinning loss of nations tossed
into the sea, or into unbreathable space.
Can we once again embrace
the courage and grace to see
we will go the way of dinosaurs unless we
restore democracy and equality
to pursue true life, liberty and happiness for more
than only the top-heavy dinosaurs.
The middle class, and we, deserve much more.
annarino writes 