HOST'S POEM

Morality of the Rich

Blessed.

Because of the money left us we are blessed.

Rewarded for our hard work with the blessing

Of wealth, so that we can forget the time before the money

Blessed that she died,

And was rich in death

And generous before death

And dead

The money is a blessing because we work hard.

And therefore, the poor are cursed?

People who have little do not work?

Or do not believe?

They cannot be moral People, for they are poor.

And morality is measured by the weight of your purse

Why, dictators must be moral in their wealth

Are they blessed?

And the slavers were men good and true

Righteous in their riches

I loved it. Thanks for posting it, it really adds to my so far (sniffs and sobs) empty poetry blog. It's obvious that we're the only creative geniuses out there! It was meaningful, ambiguous without being abstract, and had some kind of personal emotion buried in it that made me smile. Really poignant. I'd love to sit down and write some stuff with you; cos I have no writing partner, and cos your awesome as a box full of awesomeness wrapped up with an awesome ribbon, or something.

See you in Bungay on a friday soon!

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