Imagine a place that was the paragon of creative genius <br />With the money and the freedom to encourage <br />Experimentation and invention, there was no limit- <br />Could such a haven be destroyed by the very creativity, <br />The freedom, that it represented to the entire world, <br />As the epitome of the elevation of man's mind, imagination, and abilities? <br /> <br />See the crafty, creative bankers reveling in their freedom <br />To disassemble the economic backbone behind the genius <br />To suck the life out of the inflated balloon society, <br />Too caught up in enjoying it's creativity, it's freedom, to notice <br />The evil seeds lovingly sowed early in the last century. <br />It's always the strengths which leads to one's destruction <br />Never the weakness. A sad day indeed <br />But look around, and all you will see is denial <br />You see, it's in their best interest <br />To squeeze out the last drops of liquid <br />Before they hurl the corpse back at you.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-corpse-3/
