Falling Down
Under Moon Race
Rusted London bridges are falling down like
Ignored global warming’s melting glacial pack
Lost dignity of man, glow from freedom’s light
Wounded birds in flight
Swank but faulty seaside condominiums
Thoroughbreds on the Santa Anita dirt track
Individual protections, women’s rights
Returned satellites
Burnt old growth timbers and slumping shot-gun shacks
Unopposed vie Bill Gates or Bezo’s billions
Yet pending on trust that the poor must abide
What rich cannot hide
Nigh soon American egotist high noon
Thanks to Bezo’s capsule and his friends, Bill Gates
And Musk –in a private space ticket thrill ride
Paid by moneyed pride
From a three-ring outer space circus on high
The pigs will jump over the pre-harvest moon
Of course, funds depend on divorce rate, fate
And commercial boon
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