Billions Poem by Marianne Reninger

Billions

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Billions,
Where does it stop.
Who out there has the biggest yacht?
Who out there has the biggest diamond,
Shoveled by the fingers of a thousand
Mine Men?
Who out there has the deepest well,
Cold and Pure, and ready to sell?
Who out there digs deep for oil,
Gathering all of earth's richest spoils?
Who out there owns acres of land,
Ready for intruders with gun in their hand?
And not for justice, peaceful co-existence,
Simple humanistic, gentle logistics,
But for Power and Billions they gather
Their Spoils, and Absolution from god-given
'Short'comings....Marianne Larsen Reninger

Friday, January 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: environment,greed,money
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Birgitta Abimbola Heikka 07 February 2016

Love the rhythm. Nicely written.

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Pamela Sinicrope 24 January 2016

Your poem takes a world view on the problem of inequality and poverty, taking into account some of the worst of what we as a society are doing to each other and to our world. What I like in this poem is your 'play' on important words: Short, Cold, Pure, Spoils, Absolution, god-given. You use captialization to enhance meaning, either maximizing or minimizing each word. The author's notes are also helpful where you reference Ted Koppel's book. My only suggestion would be to consider a few changes in wording to balance some of your lines and to keep a discernible pattern in rhyming. I would also suggest you consider a rhyming couplet to close the poem with a bang....maybe using the word billions at the end instead of the beginning. This poem makes you take a step back and think beyond yourself, to consider how our collective existence is destroying us, our world.

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