Compound Interest

(Plumbing mercantile mendacity)

by T.P. Wilkinson / May 1st, 2016

The
exchanging glance
hurling lance
holding masses
firm in trance
Raising bankers
from the dead
Poisoning
reason’s water
justice’s air
with lead.
Waiting for growth
microscopic
seeing the world
in scenes
myopic
sweet recreation
without hesitation
fun in larceny
fortunes in usury
reaped by destiny
depend not on chance,
but solely, obscenely
upon rapine Finance.

T.P. Wilkinson, Dr. rer. pol. writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is author of Unbecoming American: A War Memoir and also Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, May 1st, 2016 at 8:04am and is filed under Poetry.