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Corpulent America - I

In 1960, U.S. corporations
Made 24 percent of tax donations.
With offshore havens skilled to circumvent,
Today they give a paltry 8 percent

While at four hundred times the average wage,
Portraying the unfairness of our age,
The chief executive furthers his gains
Building his fortunes upon other's pains,

While whistleblowers, soothsayers and prophets
Are sacrificed to greed and easy profits
And agencies that might uncover fraud
Are underfunded, hampered and declawed.

The Founding Fathers, seeing these corporate knaves,
Would cry for vengeance, turning in their graves,
While Adam Smith, whose principles are cited,
Is slandered and his 'Wealth of Nations' slighted.

See how our Congress is put up for sale
And Virtue stoops when Avarice assail.
The valiant few are hard-pressed to prevail
And lily-livered sycophants turn tail.

Connect the links of lawyers, politicians,
Foreign dictators, judges and commissions,
Of regulators bought by businessmen
To overthrow the average citizen,

Of lobbyists disguised as charity
Or wearing masks of Issue Advocacy,
Wolves in sheeps' clothing, and the wicked preacher,
The whitewashed tomb, devout only in feature.

The IMF, the WTO,
The World Bank, each has dealt a bitter blow
In service to the U.S. corporate beast
That glutton-like on foreign assets feasts.

As corporations typically do good
Only when courts enforce a law they should,
Suits to the suits! but vainly they unfold
When judges' rulings can be bought and sold.

In contrast to the simple-minded creed,
We learn that crime pays handsomely indeed
From the example of the Texan heir
Whose self-delusion breeds se laisser plaire.

With toxins spewed by denizens of oil,
Our lands to desecrate, our lungs to spoil,
See how Bush favors fawning friends, indebts
Our future, our environment besets.

On ignorance his reelection rests
Lest an informed electorate protests
How public funds and power turn private gain
And looks instead to noble John McCain.

July 2002




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Please direct any requests for publication, in whatever form or medium, to the author, Ian Reed, at tango_poet@hotmail.com (212) 841-0341.