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October 15, 2014 2 Comments
Ponzi
Where once stood wealth
there is now a void,
a silent black hole
where only tears belong
Last year it glowed
golden in the sun
sparkling with pride,
stood there tall, stood there strong.
Then it was gone,
not a scrap remained,
no piling, no frame,
no concrete base, no trace.
The engineers came.
It had been, they said,
a mirage, a fake;
it never existed in the first place.
I am a writer who enjoys writing humour, satire, poetry and sometimes a bit of philosophy. I live in Perth, Western Australia and occasionally get a poem or article published. It's all good fun! I have two books available for unwary readers, Grudges, Rumours and Drama Queens- The Civil Servant's Manual (This contains all that anybody could ever want to know about why government runs so slowly) and More Gravy Please! - the Politician's Handbook. (available through Amazon). Real name Peter Tapsell...just started off writing under a pseudonym and kept going.
Another Grumpy Commuter 
I particularly like the line, ‘…a silent black hole where only tears belong.’
Great feedback – thanks. I wrote this in the foyer of a multinational mining giant – but I was thinking of all of those investors of companies who rely on bullshit rather than good business.