Our vertical Economy                                
We worship as if it's a god.                        
However, it is powerless,
A pipe which we should not applaud.
The power that it seems to have
Is what we give Economy,
We then enable to decide
The life we have, what we can be.
The power we all give to it
Is generated as we try
To fill the void that is within,
We find when asking, "Why am I?"

Our tries to fill the void with cash
Sucks torrents of it out the top;
But as it flows down through us all,
The money trickles to a stop.                
Because more cash can't fill the void,
By trying to fulfill our need
We've formed a population 'cone'
Disintegrating by our greed.  
We've also screwed our 'Mother' to
The point where 'She' is on death's bed.
The power of Economy
Will leave our 'Mother Nature' dead.

Our vertical Economy
Will leave humanity undone.
We might survive if it is razed
To leave a horizontal one.
To be our servant not our god
Should be Economy's intent.
If we create it we will find
Economy will seem God sent.

Life: a reaction to the void

Green Shift

Age of Asininity

War on Poverty