The Web Poetry Corner - M A Heathcote - The Credit crunch
The Credit crunch
M A Heathcote
Development always means growth and growth always leads to destruction! Man will always wage war on the planet as long as man is here! The countries of the world are like ant colonies. They can get along quite peacefully only as long as there is enough resources’ to be had. But once they’re all gone, its then each ant nest will attack its nearest neighbour. What else can the nations of the world do; with their jobless disordered soldier ants? This is the sad fate of mankind, and has been since time and memorial. Fossil fuels are become increasingly more and more exhausted, more and more expensive. One nation can hold all other nations to ransom! Capitalism, builds us all a sinking Venice and we like its sewer rats must either sink or swim within their ebbing tides of boom or bust. Let’s all run to the petrel pumps our gondolas are all now sinking fast. A two trillion rescue pack! It’s just a wasted, Elastoplasts. The Credit crunch: who’s to blame? but all them bank !
bungers who show no shame. Let us all profane this wrong religion, this materialistic credit, without restriction or means tested condition.