The rich man
who invested heavily
became a multi-billionaire.
He then became a farmer of sorts.
Wore heavy work boots, the best of
work jeans, that, checkered blue long
sleeved woolen shirt and rode a rather
large horse. Then one day he attended
a town hall meeting, chatted up, a few
beautiful women … took each of them
back to his rather ornate mansion and
had more than the pleasant time with
each of them … word got around that
he, was most generous when it came
to ‘treating' those that ‘treated' him
well then, this is when things got
out of hand and he got whacked …
had prepared no legal will of course …
so, after his estate was settled …
the government got all that
remained … and spent
this developing a further
generation thermonuclear
device, which was used by a
Madhatter president to obliterate
a city somewhere … millions of innocent
humans died in an instant … millions more
from radiation sickness … what is the
moral of this sad and horrific tale?
"Money Changes Everything"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem is quite thought provoking. It presents a 3-D picture of money and the millionaires and the changes they can bring about in a society or the country. Thanks.