Pass the Buck [Today's News Poem, March 24, 2010]
“Bank of America Corp. said it would offer more borrowers reductions in their mortgage-loan balances in the latest twist on efforts to avert foreclosures.”
--James R. Hagerty, Wall Street Journal, MARCH 24, 2010, 4:45 P.M. ET
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If only I could slip away,
If only greed led one astray,
I wouldn't feel the need to hide
From evils no good man abides.
An age of war could plant the guilt
On individuals who spilt
Their foes and made survivors slaves.
Yet now, a murder's fractions shave
Accountability: a hedge
Against the blame, to drive a wedge
Between the loot and self-esteem,
So soccer moms can drive their teams
To victory, without a pang—
Despite her side: the winning gang.
Attached to everything we gain,
Is suffering—another's pain
Is passed to us, along with bucks
We pass again. The cycle sucks
The blame for every single deed:
We cash the check of theft's proceeds
And blame the banks, or plutocrats—
Republicans or Democrats—
Instead of blaming our small role
In tragedy, to sate our goals.
Statistics chart the data map:
The graphs are types of people-traps.
A lattice of professionals
Combined in one processional
Are blameless one, but guilty all:
And likewise too, the working thrall.
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