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Alfred Barna

Hidden Truths

You have placed your value in money
Therefore you think you have increased your worth
You have stolen from others their very honey
Now you grumble because now you must care for them from their birth
See before you an unspoiled cool pool of water
You would not hesitate to jump in for a refreshing swim
Yet the poor and destitute; you believe know not their order
Should they decide that they are thirsty also, and jump in
Yet you gladly set up shop, and whistle, you must pay me to enjoy
All the benefits of nature I own, therefore you must pay me your due
Knowing full well the widowed son is just a penniless poor boy
Yet his Dad worked hard, for the crumbs you gave to him in lieu
Your band of thieves laughed at the sight of the crowds
Who gathered round to work in your stockyards like chattel
How they streamed to suckle at your teat, as many as you would allow
And how they fought for you, like idiotic pawns in your battles
You travel on the same train, yet you travel first class
Your castles are nestled in the woods and streams of poetic vistas
You mumble as they stream from their ghettos to glimpse upon you as they pass
To keep your blood pure, you would stoop to marry your brothers and sisters
Rather than let the rabble wander through your veins and mind
You have learned much, but prefer to keep them well behind
The pathways of knowledge you kept from them and left them blind
So you could Lord over them, and keep them in bondage in kind
There is slavery of needs, and slavery of wants, and slavery of soul
Who holds your fate in hand? Well beyond all your control
Pray, you are dealt with better than all those who have bled in vain
I pity you for your madness, for truly you have gone insane

Submitted: Saturday, March 16, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 17, 2013

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