The Forbidden Market
Scruples? They all have a horse in
the race, the steeple they're chasing
is business with a country whose
natural endowment of resources
eclipses those of other geographies
where there is huge profit to be made
and all are fused with corporate interests
reflecting untold wealth and influence
whose countries of origin bask in the
pride of entrepreneurship and
ingenuity unparalleled bringing
trade lustre and filthy lucre to the
business of pursuing success in
dredging the Earth, refining its
elements and influencing the national
affairs of nations which on the global
scene recognize the pariah nature
of tyrannies spreading havoc within
and without their spheres of direct
influence, tidily spurning direct contact
with these outliers threatening the
stability of the world order through
their experiments with intercontinental
missiles, nuclear explosives, while
dispatching terrorist militias to silence
their enemies since despots secular
and theocratic are pathologically
indebted to hatred, oppression and
violence to fulfill their destinies with
faint likelihood their threats and their
appetite for atrocities will ever curtail
the greed of those they hate, preferring
to 'do business' overlooking awkward
circumstances and inconvenient outcomes.
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
Labels:
Poetry
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