Domino

Dining on the minus sign.
Dollars dwindling.
Leaving many to feel swindled.
And the pressures of the times grind.
People try to dismiss the pissed feeling.
'Issues' carried seek others to use!
To dump confusing abusive excuses.
Domino...
The slow fall comes,
To those perplexed.
Domino...
Shows upon those doorsteps.
As the stumbling to avoid,
A growing unrest...
Knocks to shatter a peace that's kept,
With foreclosures to consume,
Consumers of their valuables...
Along with dwellings they treasured,
As their safety net of nests!
Domino takes.
And leaves nothing for them left!
Gone are family heirlooms...
Auctioned with the rest!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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