Friday, 20 April 2012

A Poem: The 99%

Grandma we were at school
And our teacher who's not so cool
Kept repeating 'ninety-nine percent'
Using terms that were indecent

Are you serious?
Tell me child
What did he say to make you so furious

He said that the ninety-nine percent continue to multiply
Without thought to the world's resource supply
And that the fertility of the simple
Continues to threaten the prosperity of the nimble

Then he mentioned Occupy Wall Street
Dismissing them as an ignorant human fleet
Whose incoherent demand for justice
Has pushed the society to the precipice

Is that all he said dear?
Yes grandma that's all
Well he's right!