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Poems by Paintings |
World balance |
Mulderiaan: World balance, rich men think
they're right - poor men are left behind Painting May 18th 2007, poem June 29th 2009 |
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There's enough money on this planet that's known by everyone who has counted it but with the sharing of it, something's radically wrong that's already going on for ages and ages Still there is no steady sharing of money and goods and yet it's the world balance which suggests an equilibrium right on the balance: two great blocks of gold and on the left a big pile of coins that puts the balance on hold How would this unstable stability look to you? shall the balance knock down at once or can it continue? a pair of rich persons on the right never get tired of gathering but the account of poor men on the left is still growing some say let's make poverty history but because of a potent example of impotence it doesn't become reality There is always a present stress of getting to less that curbs the generosity of everyone with money everywhere the progressive fighters think they're right head to toe armed they never give up their unjust fight with unfair trade the poor men are left behind they're supposed to butter up the rich very kind they're turned into slaves of the rich man's holy belief: the free enterprise economy therefore the democracy gives no guarantee for a righteous and safe living because everyone's to scared to share, they are all just taking More and more striking they pay off money debt making more debt they owe money right and left but keep it safely kept accusations are brushed aside with a smile on their face not even looking for excuses they only exist in disgrace the rich oppressors have no shame for their evil tricks "Wir haben es nicht gewusst" they say after they gave away their deadly kicks those evil man are still not aware of their own ruination whether they already live in resignation For the world gets disrupted the rich succumb because of their own overweight and soon they can only watch how their world collapsed when all the money has been eaten by money and evaporated in the heat of their hate |