This is a personal challenge. Normally I write prose. For today, and perhaps tomorrow, my 140 words will be of poetic leanings.
These thoughts are my own and have no reflection on my employer, but on my political leaders in both local and federal governments.
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Who grants the power for judgment?
Not those with the voter's stylus in their hands.
Hardly.
Decision makers sit on mountains of wealth.
and the money talks.
the almighty dollar screams.
the checkbook whistles its sweet tune.
Can't pay? Come back tomorrow.
Want to evoke a change? Better warm the pockets of the suitcoat behind the microphone.
Maybe in some far away town truth and honesty whisper quietly and are heard
Messages carried along the breeze
From window to doorstep
From neighbor to stranger
Perhaps.
In my dream where ivory towers lie empty and broken
success is measured not by a timetable, not by a donation history
What can be is a reflection of what every individual is capable of contributing.
Not in coin, not in cash, not in credit...
but in thought, in creation, and true equality.
A dream not for the future. A dream for now.
These thoughts are my own and have no reflection on my employer, but on my political leaders in both local and federal governments.
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Who grants the power for judgment?
Not those with the voter's stylus in their hands.
Hardly.
Decision makers sit on mountains of wealth.
and the money talks.
the almighty dollar screams.
the checkbook whistles its sweet tune.
Can't pay? Come back tomorrow.
Want to evoke a change? Better warm the pockets of the suitcoat behind the microphone.
Maybe in some far away town truth and honesty whisper quietly and are heard
Messages carried along the breeze
From window to doorstep
From neighbor to stranger
Perhaps.
In my dream where ivory towers lie empty and broken
success is measured not by a timetable, not by a donation history
What can be is a reflection of what every individual is capable of contributing.
Not in coin, not in cash, not in credit...
but in thought, in creation, and true equality.
A dream not for the future. A dream for now.