Green

More seductive than the seductress’s lips

Or the swaying movement of her hips

The reason she accompanies the sailor off his ship

The little green note between his fingertips

You can see the greed, transparent in his eyes

He gambles over and over for that unholy prize

Will he be the king of diamonds or the king of sighs?

For the little green note he sneaks and spies.

She spots him walking on the street

With a smile on his face and a jump in his feet

She drags him into the ally, later leaves him white as a sheet

Triumphant, with the little green note her night’s meal is concrete

And then some, they work all day and night

In their faith, their mantra they continuously recite

If we do good, we will be treated right

Yet the little green bill stays out of sight.

Green makes the world go round

Turning an churning without a sound

Some may have earned and some may have found

But none can take it 6 feet into the ground

So frivolous and crass are money matters

It turns even the sanest of the sane into hatters

Leaves so many good souls bruised and battered

The thin get thinner and the fat get fatter.

Green is the colour of the earth, of life and of being

But what is this we have been seeing?

A little green bill has everyone fleeing

To steal, to murder, to gamble a living?