On The Origins of the Money, the Market and Slaves
Four boarders, languages, clans of colour and an old age of metals
Bare landscapes, rare travels, ancestry, raw sleeves and petals
The natives: The slaves, then the market and the money
The inventions, alchemy, the art a sweet harmony!
The first laws of exchange, ideas of tax and early ideas of wealth
Ideas of centralism, greed and making more money out of death
The role of the slaves, to plough the yards and farms and make more cents
To build the market, to build the market until it made more sense!
To let the whole world know, that for thousands of years evil shall reign
The origins of the market and money, the pure effort of slaves without any gain
The slaves were brought from slavery by blood, sweat and tears
Was that not in vain if slavery now has changed form
From working muscles for a thousand years
To brains not working but greed fills the hearts of the wounded
Will more greed heal the wounds of evil irreversible?
The laws of exchange revisited
Wealth not in monetary terms
Wonder if by loosing we did not gain
Lessons learnt from bloodshed
Should gain us bare landscapes, rare travels, ancestry, raw sleeves and petals
Written In Collaboration with Xolelwa Zulu (verse 11-20: 01 February 2010)
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What Is The Value Of Money?
Money we all know is a medium of exchange
Buyers and sellers relate to each other through money
The question here is – what is the value of money?
Few say money is the root of all evil
Many say money is the root of prosperity
And how valuable is money
Almost everything is measured by money
People go to work everyday because of money
Wealth of individuals is measured by money
All purchases and transactions are made by money
Every country has a name for its own money
The importance of some countries
In based on the value of their money
What is the value of money?
The rise and fall of foreign exchange
Is used to measure the value of money
Success to many is also measured by money
Corporate positions are measured by money
There are some people who marry for money
What is the value of money?
To many, money is everything
You cannot get many things done without money
Many have pondered and contemplated to ask
Can human beings live without money?
Then, how shall we determine and decide
The prices of individuals and materials
Differences between the rich and the poor
Are calculated in monetary terms
The power bestowed by money
Seems bigger than imagined
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Slavery
I free the slaves of the desert,
They march through sand and stone;
Walking too much is prohibited,
Once they fail, once they crawl.
A freedom is sought, fully aware
Of the possibilities, the wrecks;
Anything of conquest is both
Understood and learnt.
Like the slavery of times too long ago,
We too gain slaves to be taught liberty.
poem by Naveed Akram
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In The Market Of Ideas...
in the market there are good apples,
luscious ones and we buy them and we do not regret
the money that we part with,
there are rotten ones, who buys them must be fools
ditto with our creations,
we think what we make are the best
in the market of ideas
we rely on the proof of the goodness when others begin to buy
what we display
we think they are best
but look at the flies, look at the the emptiness of the market place
smell the stink,
then we decide not to display at all
we keep what we make as our own
after all, it is ours, and we protect them in our homes
not for sale
but for domestic consumption
we do not wish to compete
we are home now and then we are happier this way.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The fact is, that civilization requires slaves. The Greeks were quite right there. Unless there are slaves to do the ugly, horrible, uninteresting work, culture, and contemplation become almost impossible. Human slavery is wrong, insecure, and demoralizing. On mechanical slavery, on the slavery of the machine, the future of the world depends.
quote by Oscar Wilde
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Economic Turns
As the economy continues to turn, many investments fall and burn,
Fueled by an investor’s greed; moved to a want beyond their need.
Money itself is not what’s evil, or does it cause economic upheaval,
But man’s selfish drive for gain, which moves nations to fiscal pain.
It’s the love of money at the heart, of where problems get their start,
That love of money and more loot, that produces inside an evil root,
Seeding in hearts covetousness, far from The Lord’s Righteousness,
A lust and greed, leading men astray, down a dark and broader way.
Looking to be rich for financial relief, pierces a heart with much grief,
Filling a heart with worldly lust, for items destroyed by moth and rust.
While ignoring the things of God, affixing a heart on this earthly sod,
Losing all God’s perfect peace, for this world’s system, that’ll cease.
You can’t serve two masters friend, as only one will stand in the end,
Man cannot serve money and God, Christ said, with a confident nod.
Many griefs are wrapped in sorrow, vacillating from spend to borrow,
While the real thing spent is a life, being mastered, by financial strife.
Just how does it benefit men, to gain the world, but be condemned?
Even if your savings don’t fall, why gain the world to lose your soul?
For all the wealth that you see, will never witness the light of eternity,
While men that invest in the Lord, will continue with Him forevermore.
(Copyright ©09/2008)
Oh Mr. Bernanke!
Oh Mr. Bernanke
Are we going to have that Rate-cut today?
Aha, you are the candy-man
Could wave your wand
Make the dying Market stand.
Ah, but it ain’t working anymore
The Market is a falling man
Oh Mr. Bernanke
You wave your wand
But it’s fallen over the stands!
Oh Mr. Bernanke
Swayed the Market just your own way!
But banks aren’t making money
The cuts to them are one too many
Candy-man, the Market won’t stand!
Got my only heifer and sacrificed
At the altar of Dow and Nasdaq, paid a high price
The Dow, oh it fell through the Year’s low
Now here I come, Candy-man
Look through your store
We need something more!
poem by Dennisa Davidson
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I never attempt to make money on the stock market. I buy on the assumption that they could close the market the next day and not reopen it for five years.
quote by Warren Buffett
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Poets & Slaves
Here comes the mechanical sun
working on the bones in the dry old creek bed
mist on the old river bend yellow box hangs like it's dead
the emerald silo is rusting from the inside.
You want to run like the wind you'll never come here again
you want a world you can save so c'mon you poets and slaves.
Circus olympia pulls into town
the dwarf and the fat man head out for beer
there is no lion that roars to one can stand on the horse
tomorrow is a no show the fortune teller cries.
You want to go down in flames you're gonna crash like the waves
you can't remember your name so come on you poets and slaves.
We got everything we need sugar and beef
we got some good ideas
we got the steering wheels and rolling stock too
clouds came down low on the corn
meat ants are gathering like storms
somewhere in the quiet wild darkness a crocodile cries.
You gotta you gotta you gotta
c'mon you poets and slaves.
You got to arrest the decay you're sinking down in the bay
you can't remember your name c'mon you poets and slaves.
You've got to count what you've made
you're gonna pass like the days
stop time and head for the stage.
And c'mon you poets and slaves
c'mon you poets and slaves.
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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These Corporate Crims
These corporate crims are no longer quite rare
And plenty of them in the big World out there
But of the Universal Consciousness so little we know
In karma 'tis true that we reap what we sow.
These super rich crims to themselves may drink a toast
But for their crimes 'tis the have nots who do suffer the most
The more money they have the more they seem to need
And many must grow poorer because of their greed.
They do not spare one thought for those in poverty
And they lack in compassion and in empathy
Their greed for more money it leads them to crime
And far better than them are in jail serving time.
To the laws of fair trade respect they do not pay
But we reap what we sow that is the karmic way
Their great lust for money to crime them does lead
But others must suffer because of their greed.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A market where chief executive officers make 262 times that of the average worker and 821 times that of the minimum-wage worker is not a market that is working well. And it is surely not working well enough to build a solid middle class.
quote by Marcy Kaptur
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Nature's Beauty Being Destroyed
They know little of life and even less of Nature though they have what matters most
And that is heaps of money something worthy of a boast
For money speaks every language as some are known to say
That's how it is and will remain in the World of today.
Mature trees to them are just trees for development for to be cut down
For to build another industrial estate in the outskirts of the town
In their greed for money if wildlife they dispossess they do not even care
Of how Nature works and of Nature's ways people like them unaware.
Nature's beauty being destroyed by those with greed for money and power and that does seem sad to say
And those with heaps of money it does seem never fail to have their way
If they loved Nature more than self gain and power a better World it would surely be
To them another creature is expendable and a tree is just a tree.
Climate change is rampant in the World from north to southern shore
And Nature who has many friends of enemies seem to have more
Our price it may be too high to pay for the stupidity of human greed
In this time of global warming and climate change this is something we do not need.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Rich and Poor
Money brings problems to the wealthy and the poor
Money causes conflict that often leads to war
Money ruins families that can barley afford to eat
Working every night and day just to make ends meet
Money is still desired how ever great your wealth
Power and greed take control and corrupt your inner self
Needed for survival across the world in every place
Soon as you leave school get set to join the paper chase
Money is the path to deception, cheating and enmity
So watch that your arrogance wont make hell your final destiny
To believe your better or more important than any body else
Is an major fault in any man that is bought on by wealth
Money separates the rich and the poor
But when your times up money is no more
poem by Nic Hillen
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Childrend Will Lead
Federal Reserve calls the shots,
printing fake money into our pots.
What this nation needs
is people to succeed,
Teach the knowledge of wealth
not print money backed by greed.
Teach children ideas on how to lead,
Lead our nation back to prosperity.
With the help of the Venus Project,
No one will be in neglect.
End all war, crime and greed,
rethink all living for humanity.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 22,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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It is better to make money in the straw market than to lose it in the money market.
Due To Our Lust For Money
The beauty of Nature for all to enjoy
Yet a beauty some people are happy to destroy
Due to this need that is in us for financial gain
Our craving for material success beyond me to explain.
For to build a new factory in the industrial side of the town
Twenty five mature monterey pine trees were cut down
Their cone seeds a food source for yellow tail black cockatoos
Due to our greed for money the birds have to lose.
The World we live in with others we do share
But due to habitat destruction some species of birds and animals rare
The pathway to extinction for them we create
This is not an achievement for to celebrate.
Like her Seasons to life we come to and from go
Yet so little about Nature we can claim to know
Due to our lust for money born of our human greed
For protection from extinction many creatures in need.
poem by Francis Duggan
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For KK
they call her genius
because she makes a lot of money
without having to exert
any effort, she plays with time
as though time is a
pet dog,
she uses a few words to
enforce her commandments of
greed
and what is surprising is this:
the robots
her slaves obey without question
reaping the fruits of
effortless greed
and offering all of these
in her tray of
luxury,
we who earned each penny
with honesty
do not watch her with envy
neither do we pray
for her eventual debris
we pity her well
for
at the end
her destiny is
hell...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Coffin Of Gold
All around its greed
More more more I need
If I have one I need more
I am not satisfied anymore
Not in my dream, I would share
Greed overtook me and I stopped to care
I am no longer satisfied with anything
Feel like owning everything
All the money in the world
Still greed tells me more and more
Where I will bury all these wealth
I have lost myself that’s the truth
Help me …to me they plead
Greedy I am to see them plead
What will I do with all these money?
Still more more more I need
Maybe I will have a coffin of gold
Stacked inside with paper money
Where will I take these after I die?
With open arms and in coffin I lie
No more can I hold anything
The truth to leave behind everything
Still I am filled with greed
More more more I need
poem by Jibin Joseph
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The Squeezing Of The Stone
dad waited 8 years
to tell him that
cancer had infiltrated his body-
dad waited 8 years to tell him that
he had done anything about it-
dad had to stop working &
when he put money in the market
under close supervision of someone
whom he thought would help him out,
the whole fucking thing
collapsed,
like the house of playing cards that it was,
leaving only the kings & queens as always
to walk off scot-free
at a brisk pace
holding bags of money &
plane tickets-
dad's money gone &
inability to work as he once did,
he began to watch all that he owned
leave his grasp
after working so hard for so many years
to do without credit &
to stay afloat the best that he could,
raising kids in the meantime &
saving that money for when times got tough,
for when he got old-
and so with less than 20 grand in the bank
he can't shell out the money for the shots anymore,
not to mention the radiation-
the stone can't be squeezed for blood to help
there's just nothing left &
another great man will die because
america has no universal health care for its
citizens.
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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Sweat is sweet
Sweat is
A metabolic outcome
Of an exercise
In a bio system
Human sweat is salty
But it is really sweet
As once you sweat
You are going to gain
It indicates the effort
That goes on inside
More the sweat
Greater the effort
Sweat is not always
The water droplets
Seen on the surface of a body
It may be within
And it could be a emotional outburst
But ensure such emotions are
Positive, proactive and creative
Whatever it is
Sweat is synonymous with effort
Greater the effort
More the sweat
And sweeter the gain
Often we think of
Doing away with sweating
And you natrually are
Doing away with the effort
The gain of such an effort
Cannot be that sweet
We take pride in not having sweated
In achieving a gain
But such a gain is not
Really a gain
Sweat, but, enthusiastically
With love and affection
Towards the effort
With the understanding that
Sweating is no suffering
Let it be a voluntary struggle
With clear goal and destination
In mind
You will understand that
Sweat is sweet
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Blood Money
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
No one can say, that crime doesnt pay, that never is true
Its supply and demand, with blood on your hands, nighmares come true
Its in all the headlines, youre the worst of a kind, a sinister breed
Such a contemptable way, to have your own say, youre poisoned with greed
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
You dont have to be smart, it dont take any heart, least of all, shame
Some turret stunt, open in the front, your motive is plain
And for those that contend, with the choice to condemn, I know that you care
For those left alone, when its time to go home, and nobodys there
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
When youre out on the street, and you got nothin to eat, its easy to see
That you do what you can, still I dont understand, how wrong you can be
Though its all very clear, that you bargain with fear, theres no justice at all
Its easy for some, they say the bigger they come, the harder they fall
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
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