art by banksy
Greed is Good* …
brands and little tender hands,
sewing and sweating,
in dinghy factories and in smoke-clogged stands.
Haute-couture and ostentatious labels,
black and blue whiskey on heaving sushi tables.
Greed is good,
it ‘enhances’ free-market competition,
as we blindly scamper from mall to mall,
devoid of a scintilla of compassionate vision.
Greed is good,
oh and it feeds,
on complicity,
apathy,
as we reap the rewards,
of the sowing of hypocritical seeds.
Greed is good,
yes it is,
as long as we can buy and buy and buy and buy,
and
as long as there’s gourmet coffee to be had,
and,
as long as there are oysters we can lasciviously shuck,
ohhhh yessss,
greed is good,
so we sew our mouths shut,
as we frolic,
as we party,
and,
as we fuck …
( * – title borrowed from Oliver Stone’s film ‘Wall Street’ )
Scribbled Verse 
Oh, the lies we tell ourselves so aptly described in your poem! We “buy and buy and buy and buy” so much stuff that, when the time comes to move or downsize in our retirement years, we’re forced to give it all away or sell it for pennies.
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Your words cut right to the truth, my respected sister. Rampant consumerism and the commodification of almost every and any thing has made the question “how much is enough” even more pertinent now than ever. Warmest wishes and peace and health to you and to those dear to you. 🌿
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Deep. Love it.
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many humble thanks
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