Mandrake
Mandrake.
If you have what you need, food to eat and roof
over your head, the rest is frills and rude greed.
So now we hate bankers they offered us a dream,
endless credit never ending prosperity; they had
dream also to be the sages of their time, silk suited
men who had an answer to everything, of course,
they also wanted to be a little richer than you.
No one expect wisdom and cryptic words about
the economy, falling from bankers pale lips, but
wait, they have not gone away, easy credit will be
back and we can buy that ten bedroom room villa
we don’t need. Once again we’ll listen to bankers,
yes, you and I; just like them we have big dreams
and will go on believing in fairytales.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr. Morgan Would Sit on the Midget's Lap
"Beep-beep.
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You'll find a banker at Bankers Trust"
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When comes my second childhood,
As to all men it must,
I want to be a banker
Like the banker at Bankers Trust.
I wouldn't ask to be president
Or even assistant veep,
I'd only ask for a kiddie car
And permission to go beep-beep.
The banker at Chase Manhattan,
He bids a polite Good-day;
The banker at Immigrant Savings
Cries Scusi! and Olé!
But I'd be a sleek Ferrari
Or perhaps a joggly jeep,
And scooting around at Bankers Trust,
Beep-beep, I'd go, beep-beep.
The trolley car used to say clang-clang
And the choo-choo said toot-toot,
But the beep of the banker at Bankers Trust
Is every bit as cute.
Miaow, says the cuddly kitten,
Baa, says the woolly sheep,
Oink, says the piggy-wiggy,
And the banker says beep-beep.
So I want to play at Bankers Trust
Like a hippety-hoppety bunny,
And best of all, oh best of all,
With really truly money.
Now grown-ups dear, it's nightie-night
Until my dream comes true,
And I bid you a happy boop-a-doop
And a big beep-beep adieu.
poem by Ogden Nash
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A Right To Work
"roll out legacy
reds under beds
slander attacks
unfounded again
deficit terrorism
scares millions
American citizens
draw economic line
who launches
smear campaigns
to demonize
US intelligentsia
who targets
poor labels;
behavioural
economics? "
give workers
their right to work
make bankers
pay for economic
crimes committed
against economy
bail out US poor
not greed bankers
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The history of the last century shows, as we shall see later, that the advice given to governments by bankers, like the advice they gave to industrialists, was consistently good for bankers, but was often disastrous for governments, businessmen, and the people generally.
quote by Carroll Quigley
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But if you want to continue to be slaves of the banks and pay the cost of your own slavery, then let bankers continue to create money and control credit.
quote by Josiah Stamp
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Immemorial Day
Many take this day to honor the dead
Who died for what they thought was right
They knew not with lies they were misled
To satisfy money-hungry bankers’ appetite
Bankers that fund both sides in a war
Profiting from weapons and destruction
Pass the cost to “the common” evermore
Seems to be no end to greed n’ corruption
Go ahead n’ lay down a flower wreath
In memory of millions who have fallen
Their souls cry for justice just beneath
It’s their eternal souls that are calling
“An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind”
Pray for lasting peace to beleaguered humankind
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Foolish Dreams
Little girls dream,
foolish dreams,
dreams that come,
from fairytales.
Motion pictures,
of Cinderella,
play upon their innocence.
Little girls dream,
of meeting,
their Prince Charming.
They dream of,
fairytale weddings,
and happily ever after.
Fairytale dreams,
of never ending happiness,
for some will never exist,
for life isn't a fairytale.
Fairytales don't tell,
of how you can love someone,
with all your heart,
and they don't love you back.
Fairytales don't tell,
of those who have,
committed suicide,
over lost love.
Fairytales don't tell,
how sometimes,
the ones who are supposed to love you,
take their fists and hit you.
Fairytales don't tell,
how sometimes,
the ones who are supposed to love you,
emotionally abuse you,
scarring your soul.
Life isn't a fairytale.
poem by Deborah Cormier
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Dollars and sense
Financially the world’s a mess.
The reason why not hard to guess.
A credit based economy
will always lack stability.
Advancing cash too easily
may rapidly increase your take
but in the end it’s a mistake.
A nightmare from which you cannot wake,
leading to sorrow and heartache.
For people who have overspent
money far too easily lent
by bankers who had one intent.
To profit from your borrowing.
My final comment cash is king.
23-Apr-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Financial Crisis
Financial Crisis
We blame the bankers
What about us?
On the carousel of wealth
Caught in our own snare of greed
Merry-go-round to you
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Get Up Off Our Knees
Famines will be famines, banquets will be banquets
Some spend winter in a palace, some spend it in blankets
Dont wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away
Dont shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today
Time to end the praying
Listen what theyre saying
Get up off your knees
You can wag your finger till your fingers sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
Paupers will be paupers, bankers will be bankers
Some own pennies in a jar, some own oil tankers
What may sound like tomorrow could be ours today
Theres no more need for sorrow if we get off our knees to pray
Time to end the praying
Listen what theyre saying
Get up off your knees
You can wag your finger till your fingers sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
Countries will be countries, borders will be borders
Some have lost their folks at war, some have give orders
Dont wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away
Dont shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today
Time to end the praying
Listen what theyre saying
song performed by by Housemartins
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Fake Dreams!
snowflakes coming,
Christmas, and what it's become.
a mad rush to Walmart,
a fight for the deal....
too many lights, too many adds,
credit cards and borrowed diamonds....
plastic Jesus's 'neath plastic trees!
and all the while the soup kitchen
struggles to keep up....
the shelters already full....
and the homeless walk the streets.
young men dying overseas,
young men and women dying on our streets...
a boy waits in his cell
for a card that wont come....
old people shiver without heat,
the food stamps run out.....
the bankers get their bonuses,
the kids in the project go without.....
and i'm sick of the whole damned thing,
fake America, fake freedom,
fake lights, fake dreams!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Joseph And Mary's Boy
(Don Cook/Keith Whitley)
Out here is the country there's magic in the air.
It's the middle of December there's excitement eveywhere
Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned
The gift is just what's in your heart and not what's in your hand
Who's the one we need to thanks
Who's the party for
Who's the one responsible for all this peace and joy
Who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy
Preacher said last Sunday it was Joesph and Mary's boy
There were times we didn't think we'd make it through the year
The bankers tried to take our farms but somehow we're still here
I don't know how the crops survived the drought and then the rain
It must have been a miracle how else could you explain
Who's the one we need to thanks
Who's the party for
Who's the one responsible for all this peace and joy
Who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy
Preacher said last Sunday it was Joesph and Mary's boy
The Christ Child born in Bethlehem
He was Joesph and Mary's boy
song performed by by Alabama
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Common Sense Tells You...
common sense tells you...
when you break into a poor
working man's house,
and try to steal his food,
possessions, or whatever he has...
and try to harm his family,
he's gonna fight back.
it's just a given.
so why dont our government,
our bankers, and our corporate leaders
understand this?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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One More Payment
Aint that the way the luck goes
Seems like it never can be found
Break my back to make those bank notes
Payin on an almost always broken down
Fix that car nine ways to sunday
And it wont start again when monday rolls around
Aint that the way the rent goes
Seems like its never goin down
And that bankers bound to foreclose
At this rate, Ill lose my interest in this town
Paint the walls mend the windows
bout the time the roof comes crumblin to the ground
Ive been footin the bill for some time
Stretchin my credit out of line
Well I may not get ahead but now I wont be far behind
Ive got one more payment and its mine
Were gonna swing it
Aint that the way the heart goes
Seems they just attack without a sign
My minds been on vacation
And my bodys been workin overtime
But Ive done all that I can do
Theres just one more balance due before its mine
Ive been footin the bill for some time
Step by step and line by dotted line
Well I havent bought the farm yet
But Im not that far behind
Ive got one more payment and its mine
One more payment and its mine
One more payment and its mine
One more
One more
One more
song performed by by Clint Black
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2008 Wall Street Crash
Wall Street 2008 crashes causes global downturn.
Verdict into shock cause January 2011 is finally out.
Taking too many risks. Ask questions whoever for?
No surprises corrupt bankers regulators politicians.
Wall report precisely names the causes interpretation.
Republican Democrat data spin split on ripe party lines.
Each fingers opponent manipulates data interpretation
double party system proves to be double jeopardy sins.
Bankers not controlled by regulators not controlled
by politicians who line their patron protected pockets.
Incomes small fortunes each over half a million a year
pay no taxes put all debt upon fleeced shoulders poor.
Real cause of 2008 Wall Street Crash is now crystal clear
greed greed self serving greed at nation public expenses.
Split on party lines means impact advice has no impact.
Bail out of Wall Street Crash runs US debt to 15 trillion?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Mona Lisas & Mad Hatters
And now I know
Spanish harlem arent just
Pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know
That rose trees never grow
In new york city
Until youve seen
This trash can dream come true
Stand at the edge
Have people run you through
I thank the lord
Theres people out there like you
I thank the lord
Theres people out there like you
While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
Turn around and say
Good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But the cant and that is why
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
This broadways got
Got a lot of songs to sing and
If I knew the tunes
I might join in
Ill go my way alone
Grow my own
My own seed shall be sown
In new york city
Subways no way
For this good man to go down
Rich man can ride
And the hobo he can drown
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
Turn around and say
Good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But the cant and that is why
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
And now I know
Spanish harlem arent just
Pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know
That rose trees never grow
In new york city
Subways no way
For this good man to go down
Rich man can ride
And the hobo he can drown
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
I thank the lord
For the people I have found
While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
Turn around and say
Good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But the cant and that is why
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
They know not if its
Dark outside or light
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Whatever Humpty Use to Be
A bail out administered...
To end what?
An economy based upon temptation,
And lust that feeds unending greed?
A welcomed bail out will diminish,
Credit condoned on loans alone...
And this is going to be a return to prosperity?
What nursery rhyme is this...
Wished upon unconscious minds,
To absorb and believe?
Wasn't it Humpty Dumpty who sat on a wall...
Falling off to crack?
Did he not break up into pieces...
Never able to crawl at all?
Never to come back?
Since pieces sitting into crumbling bits,
Would not allow any of it!
And whatever Humpty use to be,
Never again to fit...
As a Humpty Dumpty once perceived.
As reality arrives to stun and surprise.
While chunks of a falling wall is seized!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shopkeepers are not bankers.
quote by Laurent Fabius
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Right before your eyes
I'm a defender of crimes
Right before your eyes
Voters let us all be hypnotized.
Be lead defenders of lies
As city bankers wink with a grin
Let us scratch and toil - cry
In a unheated bathtub
Numb, let us bathe cold to save.
Darn your pockets dear
But there's no money, here
Save the bones
Of an old Christmas turkey
Oh I'm a defender of crimes
Right before your eyes
Voters let us all be hypnotized.
Be lead defenders of lies
As city bankers wink with a grin
Let us scratch and toil - cry
In selfish solitude till we die
Baby don't you cry baby there's
A chance…? We'll buy a lottery ticket
And ride-out our last chance again
And maybe save our souls the pain.
What more can I say
When the bailiffs
Have more roots in our home today
Than us or the bird perched
In the broken bay-window here to stay
Because I've blown all our money away
On beer and scratch cards they'll say…
Oh I'm a defender of crimes
Right before your eyes
Voters let us all be hypnotized.
Be lead defenders of lies
As city bankers wink with a grin
Let us scratch and toil - cry
Jesus, tell me what's gone wrong…?
The saints preserve us;
Our time left won't be long
In selfish solitude let us die
In selfish solitude let us die
In selfish solitude let us die.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Dare to be a Dreamer
Dream reality,
Dream with dignity,
Dream for humanity,
Dream for prosperity.
Dream for a change,
Don't dream with second chances,
For dreaming isn't a duty,
Don't dream a dream full of pity.
Dream to inspire,
Be your own empire,
Be the master of your dreams,
Dream a dream you can claim.
poem by Marlene Rashidi
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My Juliet, My Love My Dragon-fly
When I dream the dream of paradise
I see a picture of you
And when I dream the dream of love and care
I see a picture of us two
And when I dream a dream of loneliness
I see a shadow on the wall
Looking back at me like
I'm nothing at all
But those dreams a quickly chased away
When I wake up to a sunny day
And I see your pretty face right by my side
When I dream a dream of smiling
The room is full of you
And if I dream a dream of candy land
The sweetest thing is you
And if the nightmare comes along
To say its fond goodbyes
The thought of you will stop it
before those dreams arise
Because with you sharing my bed at night
My dream will always come out right
And tomorrow will always be another day
If I dream a dream while I'm awake
That dream will be of you
If I dream a dream of wedding cakes
I'll dream a dream of you
And when I dream a dream of a loving wife
That dream will be of you
And if I dream a dream of growing old
I'll be growing old with you
And if my dream were ever to come true
I know it will be because of you
And that's the reason that I love you so.
poem by Mbaimbai Phathutshedzo
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