Fearing A Slip Of A Greatness Sipped Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Trillions they owe.
Trillions are owed to them.
And still they encourage everyone,
To spend spend spend.

A tragedy born of plastic.
With a dramatic loss of elasticity.
Strained by concepts and poor decisions.
This has created an overwhelming deformity.

Even turnips have been sucked,
Of the blood they bleed.

Not millions or billons but trillions they owe.
Indebted to the flow of greed.
With a selfish need bestowed.

And fearing a slip of a greatness sipped,
A diminishing surrounds and grows!
Down from the top the drifting is real quick.
But a slickness of deceit...
Has been removed their grip!