Guardians of Wealth

Gracious guardians of wealth,

Form more perfect unions,

To promote private welfare,

To free others from further suffering.

 

While they start harvesting,

Those who afford to live,

In a land far less free,

Than a homely Cuban bay.

 

Those who dare stray,

These rich goliaths,

Throw shiny rocks,

Entertaining drab shepherds,

 

As their young get devoured by leopards.

Justice enforced by slaves,

Inevitably dying,

From waves of disdain,

 

Or grams of cocaine.

Undivided attention is what,

Gargoyles of greed crave.

Devout to no god,

 

But those they can’t prod.

Yet towns filled with,

Adoration and sympathy,

Giving wishes only of good health,

 

To these gracious guardians of wealth.

 

— Kevin J Flors

Thanks for reading. The recent Emmy’s award show inspired me to write this and it turned more political then I had thought it would when I started.  The main feature of this poem that I love is on the technical level. I am proud of the rhyme scheme I incorporated in between the stanzas. I am also proud of the references I sprinkle into the poem, because I normally stray away from allusions and the like. With that being said, it brings about an interesting viewpoint. I do not want this poem to be one that numbs people to good deeds done by those that are these, “guardians of wealth.”  I just want to provide a new perspective to how American society can be viewed and help people think of new perspectives when it comes to the capitalistic society we live in.

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