Signal
Signal
Atop the futures the aberration squats,
Too easily is the disease bought.
Pronouncements it makes that taste of sin,
It signals the rapine to begin.
The fealty bond is paid in cash,
Poverty now the slavers lash.
The altar stands in hunger stained,
The pillage and piracy remain.
Take it all, then take some more!
Madly scramble the integrity whores!
What voices not heard cry to so many:
“What value has capital if you can’t have any?”
Ledger electric, the scores progressing,
The market hectic, the souls regressing.
Everything surely has its price:
Believe in nothing; roll the dice.
The poet dreams, the singer yearns.
Credit scores still setting terms.
The painter sees, the drummer beats,
Not yet do they hear the marching feet.
Rise! Rise! Hear no more rich men’s lies!
Bow no more in servitude disguised!
Rise! Rise! Put away your anguished cries!
Release from slavery is the prize!
Stand! Stand! Take each other by the hand!
The fire of freedom is thus fanned!
Stand! Stand! Together is the only plan!
Together we are mighty in this land!
Atop the futures the aberration squats,
Its violations must never be forgot.
Pronouncements it makes that taste of sin,
Sound the signal for justice to begin.
Cliff Lake 4/10/2025
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