Where Does the Money Go?...

Sitting in the candle light again,
wishing somehow i had a goose quill pen
Dreaming back of days gone by,
the way back when...
The Before Time
before the ravages of Man...

Red hot liquids poured out
steaming from the Earth,
salted waters bubbled
creatures mired in the tar,
there to return,
to begin the cycle once again...

Let the wheel turn;
when you see your number
and you're asked
"what have you learned?"
From books thrown out,
torn and tattered, not from age?
From televisions
blaring electronic rage,
to computer screens
saving themselves but little else?
Never ceases to amaze me,
the excesses of wealth...
         04-27-10