There is overwhelming public support for increasing taxes on the richest Americans. This stands in sharp contrast to Trump’s proposed second round of huge tax cuts for the richest, mostly paid for by borrowing, that is increasing the debt, and a portion from cutting public spending. Since we don’t really have a democracy that enacts the will of the people, this doesn’t surprise me. However, I am vexed by the popular sentiment of wannabe-ism when it comes to wealth; especially since upward mobility has nearly evaporated in the last couple of generations. This vain sentiment does seem to interfere in the body politic holding the rich to paying their fair share — which isn’t another huger tax cut for them! This poem arises from this…
Eye Wannabe Rich
In a see of losers
If there is won thing
They want
It’s awe a bout
Loot
The I con of billionaires
It could be you
No surprise as all guise
As idol eyes
The all might
He buck
And Bambi trophy wife
Show me the doe!
Weather two
Three
Or four
Who keeps
Score
If only
At any rate
A king’s ransom
Or soully dead presidents
In your buy and buy
Is his in vest
And in your foolness of daze
Down right left
Right left right
Only wanting
Just
Comfortable
That conundrum unbeat
