When did having enough
become having… too much?
Too much… to notice
the unmet needs of others.
Too much… to stop considering
all persons sisters and brothers?
Too much…to vote in elections
and engage in democracy’s protection?
Too much…to pay close attention to news
and recognize propaganda as our muse?
Too much…to keep our eyes open wide
to the manipulation of our grievous pride?
Too much…to fight for workers in unions
and buy American products in communion?
Too much…to protect all our children’s progress
from sexualization, gun threats and media stress?
When did having enough
become… too much
to pause and consider what the future means
instead of what meaning we hold in our future?
We did not arrive in this time and place
of utter ruination and near-total disgrace
simply because of one man and one political party.
We got here all on our own, so sorry.
We rugged individuals reach the top all alone.
We see and hear this truth in every tome and tone.
Overcoming all competition
without a need for contrition
that we forged ahead
without dread
of the kind of world we were creating;
only self-entertaining with no room for debating
that there might be a better way.
In stead we chose to play
video games and gambling on games.
We have no shame. We simply whine and complain.
Can we finally admit that it is time to quit?
When did having enough
becoming having…too much?
Our commander-in-chief
has never learned that lesson
His belief mirrors our own belief.
It is bringing this nation nothing but grief.
When did having enough
become having…too much?
MONEY, MONEY, MONEY
Money counts for nothing.
It has no intrinsic worth,
these tiny bits of metal
dug, then foundered from the earth.
Money adds no value to our lives.
Its value lies outside its cost to self.
Its only value is what it tells us.
Money talks after all.
It tells us what we truly value,
whom we raise up, and whom we let fall.
We bet our future on its use,
or bury it in secure vaults.
We use it to boast about greatness
while it hides our basest faults.
It buys the things around us.
It buys the myth of our safety.
It serves to remind us
we are nothing at all;
but, tiny specks in a universe
among many millions just like us,
trying to rise while gravity pulls us
around and down giant black holes.
Money fools us, a tool that uses us,
while we think we rule over others
just like us.
So, we gather it as best we can
to show we are better than
our fellow woman or man.
We cannot rely upon our own souls
to bring wisdom, love and life,
to end the useless strife.
We buy bullets instead of bread.
We drop bombs instead of supplies.
We destroy earth instead of fear.
We believe our own and others’ lies.
Money becomes our grand prize.
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