We’re back in gold, but things are sad.
The whole darn country’s going mad.
Cause Henry Paulson, here’s the gist,
Keeps screaming, “There’s systemic risk.”
And twice a month, we now are told,
Here’s how the story does unfold.
That giant corp. named XYZ
Needs dough that comes from you and me.
Take company named Fannie Mae.
It had been privatized they say.
But all of us are on the hook.
5 trillion dollars they just took.
So price of gold was up, big way.
Seventy dollars in one day.
And what this means, it’s not a joke,
The country it is going broke.
They’re stealing. Yes, they rob you blind.
And most of you don’t seem to mind.
The two big thieves McCain, Barrack.
You’ll vote for one; that is a fact.
And all the people act like sheep.
The dough they’ve earned they cannot keep.
Yes oft this story I have told.
And that is why I’m back in gold.
Poem
By Howard Katz
from: www.thegoldbug.net
October 6, 2008
This poem by Mr. Katz is presented because we believe it artfully tells important truths of our economic state and future that are beyond our ability to express. -- LG Flower
