Plutocracy

There are no shepherds tending flocks
in sweet idyllic fields
just misers pushing for their stocks
to reach new record yields

for once the greedy saw that wealth
could be a cheap façade
they quickly spurned the nation’s health
to rule the poorly shod—

the golden mean has changed a bit
it’s now: ‘Do unto those
that handle all the menial shit
a future full of woes.’