Whatever It Takes!

fuel prices keep rising,
and it trickles down.
grocery prices skyrocket,
people walking behind empty buggies.
small businesses shutting down,
people left without work.
either the rent, the light bill,
or a little something to eat,
you've gotta choose.

over half the people in this country
on the edge of going under.
and it's as bad or worse
around the world.
where does it stop?
where does it end?

the elite continue making money
on the backs of the poor.
starting wars, drilling for oil,
making closed door deals.
and the anger rises, simmers,
and threatens to boil.

the only hope for the future
is an equal distribution of goods,
a system where everybody
that will work has a chance.
now the question is
what does it take
for that to happen.
do we have to burn Rome down again?

whatever it takes...
now is the time!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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